Wednesday, May 2, 2018

May 1 Day 1


Yesterday we drove down the road to the beach.  It was a spectacular afternoon, and just the right air to clear the head of all that was cluttering and muddling thoughts.

Shadows of Roses to Come

As breezes blow
They take the snows
Crisp shadows grow -
Slow by rows
The full of green
begins to show
Till soon
All
know
the sweet
 of roses.

by Donna JT Smith, 5/2/2018
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2 comments:

  1. Crystal CollierMay 2, 2018 at 11:33 AM

    Beautiful. I love the poem and those shots makes me want to visit the beach.

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