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My Whisperer

He comes in the night in the breeze Through branches of a cottonwood tree Faeries travel on his tails, laughing excitedly I am fast asleep, tight and safe, cuddled in fleece Having no conscious idea this is where He is whispering ideas to me for tomorrow’s poems. Written 6-10-2020 Contest: Whisper to Me Sponsor: Regina Ridddle

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Date: 6/10/2020 3:14:00 PM
it's wonderful to have a whisperer, caren! i have one, too, but he or she only visits occasionally in the night...
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/11/2020 9:55:00 AM
I often hear the last line of a poem in the morning by lose it within seconds.
Date: 6/10/2020 2:51:00 PM
Oh this is so lovely Caren! A secret whisperer to your muse that brings smiles on many faces :) Much love and blessings
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/11/2020 9:55:00 AM
Thank you Aditi I appreciate your stopping by
Date: 6/10/2020 12:15:00 PM
Love this! And not just because I love any poem with a cottonwood in it ;), xomo
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/11/2020 9:56:00 AM
I love cottonwoods too! When I was ten my daddy built me a tree house about twenty feet up in the crook of two cottonwood trees; I have always loved them ever since. This is where I used to read 7 books a day.
Date: 6/10/2020 11:47:00 AM
Nice... but just one question: Is Trixie a tad jealous of 'The Whisperer?' LOL. Sweet, Caren! :) gw
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/11/2020 9:56:00 AM
Trixie is in no way to EVER KNOW ABOUT the WHISPERER! ever!

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