Mother NatureA Poem by Deborah ShepardTwinkling mist, sunflowers dance in early spring dew
Soft longing where baby hummingbirds nest azure
I lay back against the picturesque moons etching smiled, grand nigh
I was dreaming when the dawns left hand was in the sky
Sparkling wings shown while each morning I prayed
Wings shown in my heavenly vision last night, each creature stayed
Beautiful aspiring mother natures grace, cherubs suns shown high
I was dreaming when the dawns left hand was in the sky
Shimmery lilacs grown in the beauty underneath the clean air
Breathe as there purple dress unfolds wrinkles shown there
Beauty surrounds each temple of god cellist nigh
I was dreaming when the dawns left hand was in the sky
© 2008 Deborah Shepard |
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3 Reviews Added on May 26, 2008 AuthorDeborah Shepardyelm, WAAboutABOUT THE AUTHOR: Deborah Shepard is a published author, poet and writer whose poems tell a story of dreams we have and the beauty of traveling in them to give us belief, hope, and life. Deborah s.. more.. |

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