Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. When I happen upon the first or the last of the wildflower, I am filled with joy at the gift.
Poetry
One Sunny Flower
Finding one
Sheri Edwards
whether the first
or the last
is a gift of light
a surprise to hold
in thanks for the sight
of nature’s delights.
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Poetry/Photography
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