Passing

Food for thought from Kevin Morris.

Another of his wonderful poems.

K Morris - Poet

I left the woodland path
To let the couple pass,
And heard the young girl laugh.

I think on urban foxes mating
And remember men impatiently waiting
Whilst the police cleared away.

All this fleeting thought
Of our brief day
Must end in nought.

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