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Tag: Outdoors
Painted Skies
Then, our wish granted!
A day blue with painted skies,
Meant to wander out
Into the natural world,
To find peace again.
The birds will wonder
Why the strange ones will find awe
In land always there,
Simply since their hide is warm,
And no wetness falls from sky.
Vicarious Summer Discovery
July 26, 2017
Cushion of soft, warm grass underfoot,
Fiery lick of sun upon skin,
Subtle scent of windblown fields,
Wind whispers through forest greens,
Distant roar of running motors,
Background chirp of busied birds,
And the vocal squeak and groan of children’s swings,
She vicariously relives
forgotten childhood memories,
Via her daughter’s green gaze
Of a midsummer wonderland
She of Letters 