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Today’s Short #Poem 239

I pitch my tent
count the flowers in your garden
You make me welcome
I think

At sunset and sunrise
I look at shadows
watch reflections
ignore the whole picture

My rucksack is light
but my back is sore
On the climb I remember
the foot-slips and stumbles
Punch-drunk and stupid
the wilderness is home

Ashley Bovan

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