Ah sweet mystery of life
how you astound me
from the rivers that run into streams
on barren plain
Honeysuckle dew drops
filled with buzzing bees
and crops out in the fields
turned to grain
A misty mountain covered
in a low cloud
the sun that bakes the earth
without the rain
a meadow filled with daisies
for the picking
Butterflies that sing in sweet refrain
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A Poem of hope Janice. We are surrounded by such beauty and I like this one. Thank you for sharing it. Kind regards, David