The cooling breath of evening rests
About the mock bird's prided nest
Where tiny creatures void of fear
Sleep cradled 'neath a watchful ear.
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Jeannie...You continue to impress.This work glides like a coin tossed 'cross an icepond...Rhythm & Rhyme in juxtaposed sync....Sixty lines of stellar craftsmanship, indeed... ________ ~ F j R ~ __2008__ _________
Hi Jean. An unbelieveable poem and how you made it flow is nothing short of brilliant. it must be nothing less than a **10** I would give more if I could. Regards Dave T