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Saturday, March 11, 2017
Post #211 – Blossoms, Buds, and Bluebirds – A Poem
Across woodlands and fields, delicate buds cover the branches of trees. Fragrant wildflowers bloom. Speckled cotton candy clouds wander aimlessly about an azure sky. Lemony hues illuminate As darkness clears its way. A leafy bush Brims with fuchsia blossoms Scents of greenness permeate the air An orchestration of [ ]
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