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Author: southernwriter

  • Rain

    An Abecedarian A drop.Beads of water on the windowComing from the gray clouds hanging lowDripping plants are grateful for the waterEven I feel a bit of refreshmentFlowing into each creek and riverGreen grass, dark green, is our futureHear the sound, pitter patter, ’tis a comforting soundI feel it, do you?Just…

  • Swiftly Passing Days on The Slopes of Time

    An Ode To The Bighorn Mountains When I first climbed your slopes in early September I knew for a fact I’d remember Your beautiful vistas and countless trees Swaying in the morning breeze Porcupine Falls down a rocky trail and Sibley Lake nestled amongst the trees.Then came that fateful day…