An Old Man Walks In The Morning Light Poem by Shalom Freedman

An Old Man Walks In The Morning Light



AN OLD MAN WALKS IN THE MORNING LIGHT


An old man walks in the morning light
He breathes the beauty
Of the cold winter air
He is alive forever.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: old,light,winter
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