clover reminiscences sun-honeyed sighs
even as winter settles its hard skies
and driftwood burning breeze we feel
morning stirring wake to frost formed
like slides within the window frames
beauty beyond weekends lonely with
horizon-watching hidden sodden
watered by wide-open realms cold sand
dampening downstairs whispers
running barefoot through forgotten grass
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
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