At Dawn!

Purplerays

I slipped into the garden
Almost before ’twas light,
As the lazy sun arose
I glimpsed a charming sight…
Red Poppy flung her cap aside,
Shook out her silken skirt;
The way she danced with a young breeze
Told me she was a flirt!

BY MARY C. SHAW.

Artist Lucy Grossmith
Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

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Author: dreamweaver333

I love to listen to the whispering of spirit.

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