I Hear the Sighs
Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
Breezes whispering through the aspens
While beautiful flowers astound my eyes
Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
While fluffy clouds dart across the skies
And I realize this is where it all happens
Approaching the meadow, I hear the sighs
Breezes whispering through the aspens.
Written June 28, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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