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Alone Wanders the White Heron

Alone wanders The white heron And picks pathways Through streams wending A peculiar kind of a bird is he, Who looks like some sort of bird-bush (or tree) And perhaps he goes And feeds at God’s knee, Does he… 7/12/2019

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Kurt Ravidas

Date: 7/13/2019 11:07:00 AM

Definetely does. We all do) Well penned heron. By the way, he is she in Russian)

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 7/13/2019 12:07:00 PM

We all do feed at God's knee - certainly! Thank you for reading.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/12/2019 9:19:00 AM

I think he does. Thanks for penning this natural treat.

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 7/13/2019 12:06:00 PM

Thank you! Always liked herons.

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 7/12/2019 8:15:00 AM

I really like this one Andrew :),

Andrew Fairchild
Date: 7/12/2019 8:28:00 AM

Thank you! I have a great deal of trouble with the short line so this is practice! :-)