Tag: peace
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Summer Mornings
Summer Morning by Charles Simic I love to stay in bedAll morning,Covers thrown off, naked,Eyes closed, listening. … There’s a smell of damp hay,Of horses, laziness,Summer sky and eternal life. … I stop and listen:Somewhere close byA stone cracks a knuckle,Another turns over in its sleep. … Farther ahead, someoneEven more silentPasses over the grassWithout […]