To Francine Roberts From Deb Wilson
Of nature's beauty,the lady writes.
Spring's renewal or winter squall.
Her eyes drink in the many sights.
From summer bouquets to trees in fall.
The words come sweet and gently flow.
About her animal friends she writes.
Birds in flight,creatures below.
Those sunny days and moonlit nights.
Along the paper her pen cascades.
Bringing color to the world out there.
She enjoys life's little escapades.
We're happy she will continue to share.
Merry Christmas Francine!
for p.d.'s poetry gift exchange contest
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