Hgarvey Daniel Esquire Poet Rhyme

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Waking in the Dawn, to the singing of Birds
When the wind in the trees, whisper Nature's words
Watching the Brown Trout, Leaping to catch a fly
While the Blue Spruce, strong and tall, waves to the sky

Author's Note : I will be back in an Hour to finish this poem
I am at the Library and my time is almost up

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Karen Anglesey April 27, 2013 at 10:03 AM Harry, I love walking through your words. This is so beautiful and vivd as if written for me and my growing up years in Provo Canyon (Utah)

Poet Destroyer A December 5, 2012 at 1:48 PM soup,,,mail

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 6, 2012 at 10:04 AM Look forward to the rest ad thank you once again for your lovely comments xx

Connie Gildersleeve November 3, 2012 at 7:45 PM Great start. Can't wait to read its finish.

Debbie Guzzi November 3, 2012 at 5:51 PM Thank God for libraries, it was a plesant shelter in the laast few storms! [You should have seen those spruce trees dance in 60 mile an hour wind.] XXXX Light & Love

Joyce Johnson November 3, 2012 at 3:22 PM I will be back to look for it. You have been leaving some very kind remarks on my poetry. Thank you dear son. Love, Joyce (Mom)