ungrazed knees


ungrazed knees ( a brief seasonal jaunt in that there rhyme )

then winter fell with ungrazed knees

some bells did knell

unleafed the trees

their branches bare - our numbing toes

it's everywhere

a white cock crows

i think of she, he & then them


goodwill to men

excluding scum & wrong'uns too

no insects hum

no bluebells blue

our lucky scarves & uncursed gloves

look - a buzzard

soars high above

with ungrazed knees aye winter fell

i hope it treats

you kind & well


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