A Meadow of ThistlesA Poem by Patricia Wedel
As I splashed in Puddles of Earth's summer Rain...
I became a Goldfinch with soft yellow feathers looking for seeds to nourish my fledglings... Row after Row of Thistles and wild whistles from bold and bright Coneflowers singing Hallelujah... Hydrangeas covered with morning Dew played Forever Blue as bumble bees from honey combs buzzed and Sweet Adeline softly sighed...
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20 Reviews Added on July 15, 2024 Last Updated on July 15, 2024 AuthorPatricia WedelKeystone, WVAboutLife is like a River that includes the sound of Warblers among the trees laden with happiness and tears... Wings take us to places we discover and people who write the Music we love to hear... quietly.. more..Writing
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