Keith R. Hirons Poems

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1.
Virtual Fields

Sun Breaks over Oak,
Pushing back nights dark cloak,
Who's fingers black the colours do choke. Grass glistens with dew,
Waits to wet the clumsy shoe,
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2.
Night-Time Dreamer

Through the dead of night,
Shafts pale moonlight,
Dreams awake into your sight,
Gently putting wrong to right. Dreaming of me standing there,
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