The Distant Gazebo Poem by Warren Falcon

The Distant Gazebo



The distant gazebo of that small
town wears white lights garlanded
round, and snow.

A boy without gloves reads alone.

He is no fool who takes his time and
place to know.

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Warren Falcon

Warren Falcon

Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA
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