The Lark
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The Lark


Often they are rare

Photograph by Author.

I seize my opportunities,
They may never reappear,
I take them in both of my hands,
Before they disappear.

Up early in the morning,
The clocks move forward one hour,
Take Asha for her walk,
Have breakfast then a shower.




The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry

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David Rudder

David Rudder

Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.

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