Dwelling Cove

Sounds float high
Off the waters below
Fishing boats float by
Catching ripples
In the morning light

Blackest of black
A Raven flew by
My heart’s dwelling cove

I wander this day
These many Ozark hills
Searching for simple joy
Freedom

Published by shadowleavesonlakeann

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