Grace Whyte Poems

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1.
King Of The Forest

Stillness of forest like a cathedral, tall trees
arched above boy's head, he walked lightly on a
carpet of leaves which deadened sound of his tread.
He walked slowly in cool green, no warm breeze
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2.
True Tale Of Courting

Off my pitch said puss to Alex,
this territory is mine, your presence
causes vex, intruder arched his creamy back
with cold, blue stare sat stiff, proud, gazed
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