I Spent The Morning Poem by Joseph Caraveo

I Spent The Morning



I spent the morning, walking in the early dew
Reverberating footsteps, heavy draining march
several hours in the rain
always
they pass so slow
Clocks and snails, a painful race
will future generations know his fate
of ribbons and pearls, his Darkest Queen
Living a lie, forgetting a dream
I spent the morning......

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