Soul Refreshed
SOUL REFRESHED
Maple tree taps at my window to talk
Inviting me to walk
In the leafy woodland lane.
My soul is made whole again
Simply refreshed walking this glade:
Why is the accordion’s singing glad ?
Because the accordionist is loved
By someone - by me - his beloved.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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