Voices from the Field
"I reflect the colors of the sun so high",
said the beautiful butterfly,
"And I am nature's fragrant perfume",
said a flower from the field in bloom.
A sliced open knight said, "I'm a treat.
For God's ravens, I am meat."
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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