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Lush woodland of uncertainty
Filling my Vision with Shadowy Players
Hesitation ripe as Sweetest summer berries
As I walk in trepidatious silence
Seeking the splash of Colour from Your Radiant Sun
Warmth of Light to Shimmer and Smile
Caressing my skin with Tenderness
So chilled from the dimness of shadows
That Your Lightest Touch
Sends great rivers of Sighs
Like Silken Dreams sailing upon the
Whispers of Eventide
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You.
This is so beautiful!! 😊😊
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🙂 I am always so happy to know you enjoy my musings 🙂 Blessing my Sweet Friend far away. Hoping India isn’t TOO hot for you !
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Gorgeous.
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Thank You Ever So Eventide 🙂
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Beautiful, and so fitting to the lovely photo.
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It was a lucky find after I wrote the verse. I do love my evenings 🙂 Thanks Michelle!!
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I know you do and you write so beautifully of them.
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Gorgeous poem and photo. I love ‘whispering dreams….. 🙂
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Thank You so much 🙂 I do love the evening time , its so calm and soothing.
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It certainly comes across very well in your poem and photo.
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