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Millcreek
On Millcreek, stood a row of longleaf pine
with the red brick manor nestling behind.
Stealing through the carnival
in figments of the unreal
to hear an antique bolero
from the spinning ferris wheel.
On Millcreek, stood a stallion of white
scurrying in the glow of early light.
Racing winds cross the dawn
and echo the thunder’s peal.
Sleep softly ocean child
within your dreamer’s reel.
In the red brick city square,
elder statues did gleam
under the pale twilight
and under the willow’s stream.
#poetry #writco #WritcoQuote #Love&love
with the red brick manor nestling behind.
Stealing through the carnival
in figments of the unreal
to hear an antique bolero
from the spinning ferris wheel.
On Millcreek, stood a stallion of white
scurrying in the glow of early light.
Racing winds cross the dawn
and echo the thunder’s peal.
Sleep softly ocean child
within your dreamer’s reel.
In the red brick city square,
elder statues did gleam
under the pale twilight
and under the willow’s stream.
#poetry #writco #WritcoQuote #Love&love
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