Whispering
Softly
I’m oh so
Near
Here in
The shadows
Perfectly
Clear
I’m speaking
To you
Can’t you
Hear?
Tone deaf to
Nature
I do
Fear
Look down, look
Down
And you will
See
Don’t walk by
So fast
Or you’ll miss
Me
Perfect for Spring!
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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this is a lovely poem.so nice that you did look down and immortalize that budding of new life.
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Thanks, Anne.
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Love this poem Sandy
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Thanks. I appreciate that.
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You’re welcome
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And it is beautiful as well as your poem. 😊
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Many thanks, Irene.
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Wow amazing poem
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Glad you enjoyed this one!
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I love your poem with this Sandy!
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Many thanks, Leigha.
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You are welcome.
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