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My Wildflower Bouquet

A walk through the meadow seems in order The sun is peaking through some wispy cloud, Coreopsis is in full bloom along the border While verbena and cosmos are standing proud. I make my way through the overgrown path Pushing aside the wild carrot and floss flower, Knowing I’ll have beggar’s lice as an aftermath Causing my nosy neighbor to snicker and glower. It’s a fine, fine day; butterflies are everywhere And the mockingbird’s are tweetering melodies As I get closer to the tree line a-way over there Where the squirrels will jump between the trees. I do not expect to see deer since I’m rather late And they are generally feeding in early morn, So they’ll have bedded down in hidden shade They have long weaned their early spring born. Surprisingly, I see an opossum trundling along Three or four young’uns clinging to her back. Picking a bouquet of flowers, I break into song, And hear scuttling noises, I’ve disturbed a pack Of nesting quail, fairly close, and off to my right, Streaking in a flurry their white underbellies flay I locate them just in time to see them take flight. I’ll get on home to vase my wildflower bouquet.
Written August 6, 2022

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Date: 8/6/2022 8:33:00 PM
This poem contains a breath of fresh meadow air. I love the joy that you express through your colorful imagery Milt. This one is going into my Faves. I loved it! Have a great weekend. Blessings xxoo
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 8/6/2022 9:38:00 PM
Thanks, Connie. So pleased you enjoyed it. You, too.
Date: 8/6/2022 7:45:00 PM
I saw this scene so well in my mind as it unfolded "It’s a fine, fine day; butterflies are everywhere And the mockingbird’s are tweetering melodies As I get closer to the tree line a-way over there Where the squirrels will jump between the trees.' Wow!
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 8/6/2022 9:06:00 PM
Glad you came along with me, Caren, and hope you enjoyed this trek.

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