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where dew strings serenade the silence
the lazy wind cuts through the waking dawn
pale rolling mists fill in the green between
and bright eyed wide-awakes look on!
Gill McGrath© field may 1 at 5.50am
*****
where dew strings serenade the silence
the lazy wind cuts through the waking dawn
pale rolling mists fill in the green between
and bright eyed wide-awakes look on!
Gill McGrath© field may 1 at 5.50am
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over there
a breeze
a gentle drum
a line of trees
are calling where we danced entwined forever
counting stars between the leaves
where dew on strings
breathes now the music
pale pearls of mist beneath our feet
forever softly whispering
sweet empties to the beat
Gill McGrath© today
admiring the view by window with my muse early morning april end