THE START OF MY DAY
Start my day yes with a smokeHave a friendly word with those passing bye
Pet the pooches of those passing
Share genial humor
Our joined confrere insures a bright starter day for one and all
From standing outside my front door I can see Dumpton lane
See the now bare cemetery trees leaves now gone blowing dancing in the wind
Trees now hibernating sleeping the winter away
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2019-12-09 at 11:59
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