elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Purple Morning - Poem by elysabeth faslund

Morning glories tumble, entertwine
along the banks of this river.
Otters jumble playfully, raccoons
cross a road for water.
I see it all from this bridgehouse.
Marveling how such creatures
promote beauty.

And a sense of 'forever'.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 26, 2013

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