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Summer Day

By KritterKat

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Reminiscent of a tin-type image Sun streaming copper beams Across a dream soaked field Flowers ripple in the warm breeze. Butterflies and bees drip like jewels.Praying Mantis offers up petitions. Specks of pixie dust wisp gentlyVivid pansy petticoats gently swishSuch days are fables in the making. Written August 29th, 2001 © on Aug 29 2001 12:59 PM PST   0 • 10

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"Reminiscent of a tin-type image Sun streaming copper beams Across a dream soaked field Flowers ripple in the warm breeze. Butterflies and bees drip like jewels.Praying Mantis offers up petitions. Specks of pixie dust wisp gentlyVivid pansy petticoats gently swishSuch days are fables in the making...."

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