Posted by Brad Osborne on February 13, 2022 · 21 Comments
The dawn whispers good morning,
Peeking above the mountain covers…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 15, 2021 · 20 Comments
Dawn draws nigh,
As time goes by,
And I am left here wanting…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on October 9, 2021 · 24 Comments
It is a sad little song,
Warbled in the dawn…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on June 3, 2021 · 21 Comments
It is just another day,
But it does not feel the same…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 22, 2021 · 18 Comments
The dawn whispers good morning,
Peeking above the mountain covers…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on December 13, 2020 · 13 Comments
Dawn draws nigh,
As time goes by,
And I am left here wanting…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 20, 2020 · 28 Comments
I can smell your coffee,
As morning light dapples your hair…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on July 5, 2020 · 20 Comments
It is a sad little song,
Warbled in the dawn…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on June 18, 2019 · 1 Comment
It’s dark. The only light, the fluorescent glow of the screen. Like a campfire, it cannot reach past where I sit.
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