September Sun
Gently the wind whispers its magic,
In the September Sun,
The Green grass glistens,
Swaying slightly in the garden,
A magpie sounds like a machine gun,
The sky is crystal clear,
On this September sunny day,
Summer’s serenity in the garden,
Murmuring its magic,
The wind shows its strength,
The sirens and cars can be heard in the distance,
But Serenity has opened her arms and sent,
This magnificent September sun,
A beautiful Blessing in disguise.
Margaret Mara
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SUMMER GARDEN
The summer morning dawns,
The rain has blessed the thirsty plants during the night
SHINY STARS
The shiny stars amaze me,
I think they are full of wonder
Woman in the mist
My mind won’t recall the woman in the mist
She floats just beyond my reach
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