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From My Home To Your Home

The Season for Mother Nature about to deliver, the Fall —
Labor pangs travail wind howling in pain!
Mother Earth speaks through the long nights.
Bringing forth recovered life, never aborted.
Life continues to shift, and leaves fall, rain dances.
Cold disturbs the heat, but look at the moon!
The moon so polished, large, and gleaming, we wonder!
From here to eternity, it shimmers, from my house to yours.

One more gift from God
That glow; it never burns out
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Thursday, October 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Prasad Indraganti 09 October 2020
‘speaks through the long nights. Bringing forth recovered life, never aborted’ That’s Mother Earth. Wow
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