Sunflower Roots
poetry, personal reflections and musings
Sunday, January 19, 2014
A January of Small Stones 19
dark crisp air
carries lilting melody
from a penny whistle
calling the "king of the faeries"
but only the dogs
set dance in reply.
January 19, 2014
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