The Ruddy Hills Poem by Terry Dawson
The Ruddy Hills
Let eyes behold the natural splendor
The ruddy hills of young September
And wafting wind turns northerly
To stir again the honey bee.
A dulcet, calming voice to tell
The human heart that all is well.
Thursday, October 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,seasons
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7/23/2025 5:38:38 AM # 1.0.0
Stunning write- -the choice of images and the original way they are presented are excellent. You captured me with those gorgeous beginning two lines- - > Let eyes behold the natural splendor / The ruddy hills of mid September. Top Marks