These summer sounds that weave around me will
ward off the gloom of winter dark and chill,
birdsongs of golden days be with me still.
Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 25
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These summer sounds that weave around me will
ward off the gloom of winter dark and chill,
birdsongs of golden days be with me still.
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i love this! its so simple yet it speaks so many words, beautiful! have a great day!
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