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Weaves of wonder❤️

Weaves of wonder❤️

The beautiful butterflies and those busy buzzing bees have long since fluttered away from my pretty cherry blossom trees

And just like the russet, ruddy wrinkled leaves that blew away within yon Autumn blustery breeze~ Alas all of these are but my distant memories

Good old Mother nature churned thru those countless changeables~ amidst such a sheer richness of her regular rearrangeables

Seasons come and seasons go whilst snowdrops shimmer upon winter’s white snow~And within weaves of wonder the weather tosses and turns from our magnificent Mother Earth’s hungers and yearns

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Great write Jill ! That last line is astounding!............your lad,Jim

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Jill Tait

AwwwwI thank you kindly Jim lad ❤️🤣💙

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Greg Etsell

wonderful wonderful poem
as always and pinned

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Jill Tait

Aww Thank you my lovely ❤️💙❤️

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Jill Tait

AwwwThank you my lovely ❤️💕❤️

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Marion

Such a truly beautiful write Jill...Soooo pinned 😊💞

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Jill Tait

Awwww & Sooo pleased you enjoyed my lovely 🎄🎅🏼❤️

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Jill Tait

Thank you so much my lovely ❤️❤️❤️

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