Like A Painting Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
Like A Painting
Like a painting
Is anything more beautiful than an early morning
in Cheshire, I walked along a lone it was like being
in the middle of a painting dripping leaves and
dew on the grass.
A lone horse came to the fence I stroked it. Then
it went back grazing again no longer alone.
On the other side of the field a gate opened., a flock
of sheep came, company good enough for the horse
I was free to go.
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4/28/2024 2:25:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lone horse came to the fence and like painting early morning was very beautiful. This poem is very amazingly and brilliantly penned.