Finally Beyond

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Finally Beyond the Pine-Treed Back Roads of my Morning Commute,
I Think of You Early this September Morning

By Tom Laughlin


The bright sun kisses

The corn fields that I pass

Grown tall and stretched

Near to bursting

With plump kernels of sweetness within

Golden gems that sparkle and spill out over the tops

Yellow happiness

Dancing like fireworks

Against a green stalked sky


Because of you

I, too, feel these golden gems

This yellow happiness

This full heart bursting into dance

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