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Poetry News Post #5145

It's the Little Things

Written by: Tendril Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Thursday, March 2nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone


The wind beneath my wings
Over Dardanic green
Golden smell of wheat

In a forest meadow
Wiggle my toes
In the cool, soft clover

Floating on my back
In a lake so blue
Shrill cry of a gull

Sitting in a rustic bar
Buy a mug of ice cream
Chocolate with a hint of cherries

Fragrant cup of tea
Sky canvas above so dark
With sparkling pictures

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 736 AF.


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