
dressed in glory
her verse
touched the skies,
and all around her
was a chorus
of sighs…
In the bleakest
moments
when sorrow
exhales,
I stand in the shadows
and quaff her details,
of hallowed
presence
where love overflows,
her song speaks of joy
and I’m moved
by her prose…
©AllysoAlly2022
This tree still delights me every time I go past it…
Such a fitting poem for a magnificent tree… btw what is the name of this tree Ally? Have a lovely day and a great new year with lots of creative opportunities. 😀💖
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Thank you Iris, we call it a flamboyant tree here.
Have a great new year to you ❤️
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All best wishes for 2022 to you, Ally. 💖
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