day flows into night
extra chill on the keyboard
what waits outside?
sliver of new moon
rising above the highway
april chills your neck
tended by poet Frances Donovan
tended by poet Frances Donovan
day flows into night
extra chill on the keyboard
what waits outside?
sliver of new moon
rising above the highway
april chills your neck
Garden of Words 
elegant…
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