It is morning and the promise of day
sweeps across the sky.
Meadow grasses oscillate gently in the
dolce wind.
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Wonderful imagery described, what a sweet poem of innocent beauty - this scene will stay with me for a long time. Thank you
Richly described scenic moment. I would never get away with writing about buttercups, but I secretly want to, don't tell. Bringing a god down. on the scene always interesting. Never know when they will throw a bolt. Very impressive, duck!