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Do You Hear

Do you hear what I hear? The crowing of roosters That is so very near Their message very clear Time to rise enjoy life child, time is now right here In their tone I hear no strife Just welcome to sun that's near Do you see what I see? Fanbrushed clouds hoovering Decorate the sky for you and me But they soon will be parting Gone away with the sun rise That now pierces Georgia pine A soft yellow glow_a prize That will warm the outside just fine Just for fun

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/23/2012 9:51:00 PM
Beautiful one, Sara!! Did you have a great thanksgiving? I hope so!
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Date: 11/23/2012 6:18:00 PM
This is marvelous, I felt an uplifting morning by reading those words. New air for starting my day :D, thank you for sharing this to us, and through yours they make my day :D- Hug, Yanny
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Date: 11/23/2012 3:47:00 PM
Wow ,what beautiful ,peaceful poem Sara. This is like a picture in words ,the readed can see it in their minds eye. Anne
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Date: 11/23/2012 10:53:00 AM
I believe your 'just for fun' poems are some of my favorite poems of yours Sara! This one is extraordinary and fully delightful my friend! You surely paint a beautiful picture here within your write! I really enjoyed reading this wondrous poem this afternoon! What a tremendous piece, Great Work!!
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Date: 11/23/2012 9:56:00 AM
another classic from you Sara, love your Georgia poems, and what you paint in words for each and everyone of us....
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Date: 11/23/2012 9:53:00 AM
Wonderful clear message to the stubborn whom one loves really. One who loves other truly tries to feel good, make good and........all good in all the ways for him or her. Your heart of wisdom is excellent. Thanks..., loved always, bl
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Date: 11/23/2012 9:33:00 AM
Yes, welcoming the day, a beautiful day. Nice verse, Sara. I hear (no rooster just the sounds of morning activities) and see the fluffy clouds brighten by the sun through my window. Yeah, they are calling me to get up :) Love ya, Toquyen
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