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Midst Fielded Bloom
Midst fielded bloom
Soft pastel skies, horizon’s shade
So cool the breeze on flowing hair
With skin of whispered poet’s phrase
Now dreaming of a heart to share
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Alone you stand midst fielded bloom
Beneath the wing of windswept dove
As fragrant as this rose I send
Delivered with undying love
Good morning Soupers
Copyright ©
Chris Green
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