Shifting Hues Like Shadow Play
Across the Luminous Breaking Day,
Echoes of a Glimmering Time
When Harmony walked
Hand in Hand with Rhyme.
Brilliance Falls on the Misty Morn,
Prismatic Colours to Adorn
The Shifting Hues of Memory
Calling out Across Fields
Of Verdant Serenity.
Dipped in Kaleidoscopic Shade,
Hills of Reverence Gloriously Displayed.
~Morgan~
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Perfect words, perfect picture.
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🙂 Perfect Comment for a Perfect Smile 🙂
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Another masterpiece, Morgirl. And I do thank you. Love, Amy
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🙂 You are far too kind 🙂 Thanks Ever So !
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Sending MUCH LOVE to you, my friend! (((HUGS))) Amy
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What an absolutely gorgeous peace laden photo and glorious words to enhance further. Kudos!!!
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I do so appreciate it Zippy. Thanks Ever so. A morning like that would look Pretty nice right about now, huh? 🙂
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
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Wonderful colours and your words match your image so well. 🙂
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Thank You Ever So Much 🙂
Blessings, Friend~
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This is full of gentle and pretty words.
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I love that 🙂 Thanks Ever so much!
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Gorgeous poem. Beautifully descriptive. I love the line “The Shifting Hues of Memory” – wow! Memory does move in and out of our thoughts as shifting hues.
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Honestly, I don’t know where it comes from half the time 🙂 Thank You ever so much!
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