Like a sweet dream that lingers
the morning moon spies me through the trees
bestowing well wishes for the day.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Like a sweet dream that lingers
the morning moon spies me through the trees
bestowing well wishes for the day.
Beautiful…the image seems to whisper the words..
Very nice. I really like your posts, and the simplicity of your poetry. Jane