"And the birds twitter like whispering violins."
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they talk under their breath, murmuring and the wind sighs and whispers my garden speaks softly in the rising sun of dawn in low voices they hum and thrum calling me come- see how green and lush we are today see all our brilliant magenta blooms and the deep purple and yellow trimmed petunia the herbs grumble we are beautiful too_ and I go- still in my night clothes on tip toes touching the fragile leaves with love I whisper to each and caress them do you need a drink- I mumble still sleepy oh yes, please they grumble (so spoiled) and the sun bursts forth and we turn our faces up and the wind sighs and whispers I let them drink from my watering can as they drone a morning song but they rustle with anger when kitty cat bites a leaf oh no, no kitty_ I whisper, leading her to her very own painted pot of oat grass __________________________ June 10, 2020 Poetry/Free Verse/Garden whispers Copyright Protected, ID 20-1259-467-03 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for the Premier contest, Whisper To Me II sponsor, Regina Riddle Second Place
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