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Our Great Dame Mother Nature ❤️

Our Great Dame Mother Nature ❤️

A shadowy sunrise shines on yon husks of corn blowing midst a ripple effect in the early morn.. Such a glorious golden haze as far as the eye can see with sheep and their little lambs grazing happily

Tho as I gaze beyond the hazy horizon I espy a yellow dustiness from the corn field a’risin’.. almost blinding my eager eyes from the bright, beautiful colourful sunrise
Again my mindfulness marvels at our Great Dame Mother Nature.. is there no end to her perfection of portrailure ?

From a new dawn’s daylight through to the shadows betwixt midnights.. there goes our Mother of the earth creating her changing delights..
I imagine her holding a fine paintbrush in her hands with Oh so many palettes of pastels stroking the lands..And what an artist of expertise our grand lady is whilst she never fails to astonish us with her wonderous whiz
 

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Dagnis Teernin

I like this writing it describes our lovely Earth and the mothering spirit she is to be appreciated in all her majesty.  Nice piece to read and enjoy.
Dagnis

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you kindly Dagnis I adore Mother Nature and find myself repeating poems about her lol ❤️?❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww I can just see her now love ?❤️?

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