the bees knees
is friends, tea, sunshine,
and poetry
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nothing makes my heart sing
like fields of wildflowers
and golden days
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Wet leaves,
milkweed seed,
painted blooms
honey mead,
fragrance of fall,
floating like Chagall.
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under green light,
a silent reverie,
shielded from sight
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red-orange flames,
breeze across the zinnias
thick with summer scent
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Songs in the quiet places,
the in-between spaces, Continue reading
No matter how gorgeous the path,
eventually I come to the end. Continue reading
crowded banks of daisies
drowse and nod,
smiling
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cheek by jowl
close at hand
neck and neck
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Friendly Fairy Tales 