Monday, August 31, 2020

O The Seasons... Comments

Rating: 5.0

O the seasons flow within my blood stream,
Like silvery streams or enchanting dreams!
I am one with the white blossoms of spring
I can hear the wild birds of summer sing,
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Shaun Cronick 14 September 2020

One of those rarities in poetry that will never lose its grace or imagery it transfixes into the mind of a fortunate reader. An eternal poem Dominic mirroring the four seasons. And you truly are nature's observer, you good sir don't miss a thing. For you capture and express everything so sublimely A full score and for writing this it deserves more. Much more. Thank you.

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