The Field Read Count : 89

Category : Poems

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A large field,
A big place.... 

Where little birds, 
grace mice,
big and little dogs.... 
Creeping, 
jumping, 
hopping, 
through the tall grass.

Their hours of play, 
can flourish... 
at any time. 

Rustling... 
on all sides. 

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  • May 25, 2023

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