Saturday, May 31, 2025

Recognition Comments

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I walked so far but there is so little I know
The glimmer of a distant star in each crystal of fallen snow
Warmth of sun as it has just begun, melts in trickles as honey flows
And when day is done, 'or field of felts, moon tickles touch in blue runny glows
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soren Barrett
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Timber Koleden 31 May 2025

Another beautiful poem! Thank you so much for sharing!

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