Flying free

morning comes at last

streams gold

from thin cloud blanket


the birds freewheeling through the air

I step outside

wade into

grass and lingering dew

shake off

the clinging shroud of sleepless night

cotton, bone buttons, wooden beads, perle cotton,

hand stitched, hand crocheted, hand-dyed

rita-summers freeform crochet work

Rita Summers

St. Marys, Tasmania, Australia

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