From Solitude to Gratitude

Yorkshire Morning Bolton Abbey Sunshine Autumn
Photo courtesy of Max Pixel

I miss my wall; that beautiful stone wall

in summer; overlooking

the clover field; cornfield

swaying and shushing behind me

woodchucks’ fuzzy brown heads

would always pop up from the doors

of their underground homes

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Photo courtesy of Flickr

I miss my wall; with the pasture on the left

with spotted cows; black and white

one by one they’d look up

and dare to glare as I would stare

if I say boo! Would they jump?

I miss my wall of solitude

I remember it with gratitude


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