Photography, Poetry and Philosophy of M. E. Martinsen
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Friday, October 30, 2015
Cool, Wet, Quiet
It is quiet this morning,
As the storm settles over us,
Cool, wet, calm, quiet.
There are no dogs barking,
No children playing,
No birds singing,
Just a quiet, cool and calm.
The only sound this morning,
Are these words singing
In my mind.
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