Sweet Thrills Poem by Lamar Cole

Sweet Thrills



A leaf blows in the wind.
A flower bends its head to the breeze.
Deer run through the trees.
My sweetheart and I find bliss on a carpet of leaves.

The night caresses the summer sky.
An owl hoots and a bobcat cries.
Raindrops sprinkle softly on the fields.
The night is filled with sweet thrills.

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Carol Nichols 09 June 2017

I love this. A pleasure to read. Simple and sweet.

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