A wide Summer landscape
That stretches before,
A vista from hillsides
That promise still more.
You can’t see the promise
Through hovering haze,
But only your vision
Has narrowed the way.
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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with
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Thank you for sharing, Sue. ❇️🎶
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My pleasure, Crystal.
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Thank you for this poem😊
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Nice poem! You captured the essence of that day. And, oh, that RED!
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Thank you.
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