Whatsoever Things
Whatsoever Things
Terracotta pots of lacey leaves embrace the morn,
As clustered clouds release their avoirdupois,
To love the earth with lush summer green
And months of perfume of color drenched flowers;
To think on these whatsoever things
In the dawn’s quiet melodic whispers
Restores the heart and soul and with
Life in our lives and we press on.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2017
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