Friday, December 14, 2018

Dew Comments

Rating: 5.0

Like a silver gem glittering,
On the evergreen grasses they're hanging;
The wind comes swaying the trees,
Oh, what a peace to feel the soft breeze.
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Ailbhe Eighteen
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Bernard F. Asuncion 14 December 2018

Ate Joan, I see the sublime beauty of nature in your poem....10+++

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