Wilma J. Johnston

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White clouds floating in a sea of blue
The sweet scent of new mown hay
Drifts up from the valley below
Cowbells tinkle somewhere in the distance
...

The organ played at midnight
The sweetest music heard
So softly, sadly, quietly
He heard each hidden word
...

She came in the hush of twilight
Her long black robe draped loosely about her arms
The window was opened slightly
So she could pass through unnoticed
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Reflection

White clouds floating in a sea of blue
The sweet scent of new mown hay
Drifts up from the valley below
Cowbells tinkle somewhere in the distance
Sounds of laughter down at the old swimming hole

Dusk and lingering sunset of gold and orange
Tall grass flows in the warm summer breeze
A bird flits by, a cricket sings
A star appears, and then another
The moon shines down, smiling,
As if pleased.

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