Tuesday, July 23, 2019
Where The Cails Water Flow Comments
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In her ground nest among the rank rushes from sight well hidden away
The mottled brown pheasant on her clutch of olive eggs lay
And the dark brown water bird dipper with breast white as snow
Sings on a low branch above the river where the Cails water flow
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8/3/2025 4:32:43 AM # 1.0.0
The sweet scent of grass mowed for silage or hay Is wafting in the breeze of a sunny July day.....captivating expression. A beautiful poem is astutely delineated. Thanks for sharing.