Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
This is lovely, William. It starts out with two of my favorite things. Mourning doves and morning rain, both soft and soothing sounds to wake up to~~~
Such wonderful music so late in the year; and yet while the rest of the country swelters, we are cool and cloudy and gray. At this rate our tomatoes may never ripen, but I love it. Thank you, Jan.
I like this as it flows like a waterfall.
Thanks, Jhon. I like the comparison, especially since waterfalls are poems themselves.
flower hand -!!!bene,ciao!g*
Hello, Giampaolo!Thank you.
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