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Dawn at Farm Pond

The thin skin of ice That coats the brown stubble Crackles and splinters Like shards of glass Beneath my feet. On trees and shrubs Necklaces of crystal beads Reflect the day’s new sun In rainbow prisms That dance beyond, to where A peach and rosy sky Has been upended in The honey-golden mirror Of the pond, And clouds, like Great white swans, Swim slowly from my sight. I feel my breath come sharp. These earth-bound eyes With which I see Fill up with tears, That I’m allowed Such beauty, given free!

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Date: 7/28/2021 1:55:00 PM
Another triumphant, Barbara. Your verses flow with a joyful abandonment...that I know is so natural. What an accomplishment!
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Barbara Peckham
Date: 7/28/2021 1:57:00 PM
You are always my champion! Thanks again for the kind words. This was written a few years ago.