Poem -
NEW DAY
Let the swallows follow
summer scents, late into the
evenings final breath
Let them meet and give their
secrets... to the starlings as
they smile at dark, and ready
for the long and perfect flight
Let them fly and fly so far
away
To rise toward where air doth
play
Where dawn and night make
love and kiss, in unions of the
sectret's bliss, and birth in
love the glory of...
New day
M P 26/6/21
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Awww I love those Swallows of the Summer my lovely lass 🌹❤️💕
Thankyou my lovely friend ❤️❤️❤️
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Marion superb and warming and uplifting a real sense of the euphoric running through your well written poem that doesn't pause or ever let up.
A real hit the ground running beautiful worded scribe and you used the word doth, so rarely used, but good to see that magical word woven majestically into your poem of light.
Quickly pinned and simply thank you my friend.❤️
Aw thanks so much Shaun, your comments are beautiful and uplifting, you are a lovely man 💞
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Lol...thanks John...don't get your hopes up its back to misery again tomorrow...probably... lol 💕
Ooooh...so pinned! What a brilliant poem! Love this x
Tina!!! Brilliant to see you in here...please come back...we miss you!! Many hugs...and thanks 💞💞
Aww...Marion. I miss this place too...actually I miss all the lovely people here. I just been busy that is all but when time allows I pop in for a quick read. I will catch up on the latest work tomorrow ... at least try to lol. Stay strong 👍 x💕