For Joseph May's Line Inspiration Poetry Contest
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*When Dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, listen to the choruses of birds’ song. Feel on your skin the wind that softly blows. Hear the crickets too which with birds chirp along. Right before Dawn has arrived, maybe she will paint the sky with orange, and I know sometimes you might be fortunate to see Dawn bringing to the landscape a warm glow. Lay yourself down on grass. See sky change blue. To be enchanted, meadows have flowers. Wild, they’ll be dancing when a breeze blows through. Enjoy their beauty in the morning hours. Before it gets too hot, come with me. We’ll gaze at clouds that shift like magic as we laze. *(based on line 5 given by Joseph May)
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