Red Dirt Patch Poem by Marilyn Lott
Red Dirt Patch
Red dirt patch amongst the trees
Dead trees scattered all around
So many thoughts came to mind
As I looked at this blood-red ground
A red dirt world for thousands of years
All alone just waiting for change
And as wind, rain and tornados went through
This land was constantly rearranged!
Ahh, but this red dirt land it still stands And thou with 'barren trees' It will always hold In it's blood red ground Many fond and welcomed - memories! *10*! Splendid read Marilyn! Friend Thad
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5/2/2024 11:16:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'This land was constantly rearranged! ' a beautiful line that reflects the reality of this universe...matter there is getting beautifully rearranged by the Divine who maintains the equilibrium constant...a good emphatic write, Marilyn...10/10