Thursday, April 20, 2023

The Poem On The Trumpet Creeper's Painting Comments

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The trumpet creepers hang on the fence in early day.
At dawn whenever the wind blows, they're sprinkling dews and singing.
Keeping lights their mouths so brighter, in clear summer day.
Without being called, the butterflies themselves are flying and dancing.
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Kinsley Lee
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