The grasses stretch upward
To touch the clear sky
A morning sigh is released
By a gentle breeze , that sway
The tall grasses side to side
Limbering its mass from slumber
To greet the gift of this day.
written by Pauline (inspired by Rob's tall grass photo)
copyright 2006
2 comments:
This is what I tried to capture in my poem, and missed -- you haveevoked the sense and scent of a new day.
Couldn't have done it without rob's wonderful photograph! Yet, I thank you.
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