Serenity
Softness rest
quietly
A few days before
Winter
Silence soaks the
dawn
Seasons change
White tail glide
Quietly through
Brown grass
Float ghost like
As enjoy the morning
Knowing what I see
Would light
father-in-law up
In serenity shared
Memories of
father-in-law
Who slipped silently
Into eternity
A week ago
About the
Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and
is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-349Y)
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