Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
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Posted on April 30, 2018 by mabhsavage
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White treasure, petals bright
Fall from high to small
Hands and fingers, softly lands
Adoration; springtime’s call.
Category: childhood, Nature, poetry, Uncategorized, writingTags: gardening, GloPoWriMo, GloPoWriMo 2018, mabh savage, monday blogs, napowrimo, NaPoWriMo 2018, nature, outdoors, poem, poems, Poet, poetry, poets, seasons, spring, writing
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