Best Gilds Poems

sun gilds the glade…

    ducks take a quiet respite

        nesting in tall reeds...

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The Love I love lacks the eyes of a doe, 
There are beauties that boast of much better— 
The body and bewitching face that awe, 
Yet, her modest assets tend to fetter, 
My garden earth with a deep shade of grey, 
Has more reddish tinge...

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