by Jem Croucher


Bright lights on Salts Farm pierce the half light
The remnants of night time remain
As in this silence before the waking hour
I pass by on the red eye train

There’s a warmth in the air despite Autumn’s call
And with a promising glow to the East
The reflections in the water of the sky overhead
Are a moving visual feast


2 Comments to “Reflection”

  1. Thank You for Being such a Blessing in my Life. I Truly Appreciate Your Inspirations 🙂 Happy Friday and Have a Fantastic Week End~

  2. Thank you Morgan. That means such a lot. Big smiles.

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