The morning sun
Shines through the trees
Revealing a hint
of mountains
Through the haze
As we sit with
The sound of the creek
Flowing – in haling life
In the early morning breeze
The trees grow bravely
Down the mountainside
Smothering the ground
Floor, with green – While a
Bright orange butterfly
Flutters by
As a reminder of those
Immortals unseen
Sunday Revelations
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So pleased to see this one posted Dennis.
Grateful to you also for the beautiful Illustration to accompany this.
You couldn’t have done it better.!!
With Loving Thanks, Loreexx