Sing Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Sing
At the pink dawn, birds on a wing,
All nature in the glory of spring,
Autumn campfires under bright stars,
Thrilling summer sounds from guitars!
Hummingbirds in the Tuesday fields,
Whistling harvesters with the yield,
Christmas carolers in deep snow,
Gay cicadas with their rare show!
Crazy crickets and humming bees,
Whistling moonlight wind in the trees,
Joy in meadows, joy in the woods,
Joy all over the neighborhoods!
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9/23/2024 6:20:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Crazy crickets and humming bees, Whistling moonlight wind in the trees, Joy in meadows, joy in the woods, Joy all over the neighborhoods! .... beautiful words Joy that brightens life Joy that honors time Seeking hope even in small things. Good composition madam.