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For the Joy of It

In the stillness of the wood There barely stirred a thing, Then from the half lit, dappled gloom A bird began to sing. It echoed through the trees In resounding melody, For the joy of it he gave his all, His voice effused with glee. To listen to a sweeter song I think I never could. I stood there enchanted, In the stillness of the wood.

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Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 4/21/2020 2:34:00 PM

A joy to read Gary, nice rhyme and flow too. Blessings,Gordon

Gary Smith
Date: 4/21/2020 4:08:00 PM

Thank you Gordon. :)

J.W. Earnings

Date: 5/28/2018 5:39:00 AM

Fantastic and lovely...enjoyed reading tonight.

Gary Smith
Date: 5/28/2018 7:25:00 AM

Thank you JW :)

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 5/8/2018 7:09:00 AM

"There barely stirred a thing" had my attention instantly, and ALL of my attention. Some of your old fashioned words made this an excellent example of great poetry: dappled, gloom, echoed, resounding, effused, and enchanted are all words I have no idea how to use. This has a really nice, romantic feel to it.

Gary Smith
Date: 5/8/2018 8:14:00 AM

Thank you Caren :)

Susan Ashley

Date: 5/7/2018 5:54:00 PM

Gary, your poem is such a lovely poetic expression of a beautiful moment in time. You describe a special and precious experience with wonder and appreciation. A fantastic write. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Gary Smith
Date: 5/7/2018 6:14:00 PM

So kind of you to say Susan, thank you :)

Heidi Sands

Date: 5/7/2018 5:49:00 PM

This is so nice. I can imagine being there to hear it. Well written :)

Gary Smith
Date: 5/7/2018 5:54:00 PM

Thank you Heidi :)