by lisaofflorida64Tampa bay, Florida, USA
Apr 2012 461 Views 3 comments
( on Florida )
[ On Florida ]
Golden arrows of sunlight pulse through the arms of the old mighty oak The intense rays soothes my body and soul. I recline and inhale the suns glory.
Winged creatures flutter by over head while furry tailed chatterers scamper below. Fresh February air breezes over me . I let go and surrender to the trance. How magnificent to bask in this serene day.
Lisa Hegler
Golden arrows of sunlight pulse through the arms of the old mighty oak The intense rays soothes my body and soul. I recline and inhale the suns glory.
Winged creatures flutter by over head while furry tailed chatterers scamper below. Fresh February air breezes over me . I let go and surrender to the trance. How magnificent to bask in this serene day.
Lisa Hegler
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Posted: Apr 2012
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Just one moment in time ..we should always take all the time we can to stop and smell the roses.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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