
This brook breathed a quiet message
Why do you write poems?
Write about people
Write about their whims
And their hidden stings!
I nodded.
Yet I dived in to gather its colors
Divine blues and greens
Merging shadows smiled
In harmony with the breeze
And swaying trees
Gauging my nods.
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Thank you for sharing Sue, much appreciated.
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My pleasure, Balroop.
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