Barned Owls of the Rocky MountainsA Poem by Patricia WedelFountains of Blessings appear in November...
When the Wind ruffles my Feathers...
I settle on a Branch of an aging Sycamore... I dream of ripe berries and my Friend Chickadee... remembering the long nights spent when the Moon became a Light that brought Eternity into our Life of orchestrated Autumn Rhapsodies...
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17 Reviews Added on November 6, 2024 Last Updated on November 6, 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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