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VOTAW (MY Friend)

Flowers so bright, trees so green

enticing my sight as if never before seen.

Blue is the sky, that towers above

looking down on me smiling with love.

Smelling the grass cut in the Spring

free flying birds with no weight on their wings.

Remembering my friend with sweetness and song

knowing between us it can't go wrong.

 

 

 

 

VotawpoetrySusan Greene

◄ Herbal Tea (For Mr. Hill)

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