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Between the broken crests,
The sea murmurs,
A heron glides inches above the water
While a number of bumble bees feed
Within the rocken crevice.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Cayton Avatar
August 25, 2012 at 7:50 PM
very nicely written. enjoyed. Cindy
Andresen Avatar
August 25, 2012 at 4:02 PM
Natures small and large precious secrets. We just have to look a little better after for and appreciate the nature. A lovely and thoughtful poem. - oxox love Anne-Lise :)
Paul Avatar
August 25, 2012 at 6:26 PM
Thanks. Those little snippets of nature are all about. And I'm gald that I had a chance to sit and notice some of them from time to time.
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