A wonderfull day is unfolding.
A child has gone blackberry picking.
Along a thorn freckled hillside,
these bursting fruits do reside.
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a pen of wise king love to be read A wonderfull day is unfolding. A child has gone blackberry picking. Along a thorn freckled hillside, these bursting fruits do reside. Nary a cloud in the sky. Only sunshine by and by.
There is something amazing about being out-n-about within nature; this poem has captured that essence well.