Wednesday, July 29, 2015

a little book of prose-poetry ... 9



I like to picnic
Down in the glen,
Though we don’t 
Do it often —
Just now and then.
A song-filled stream
Midst the verdant green
'Neath a canopy of
Daydreamy cloud
All lend magic to
This special day:
For God’s wondrous way.
— Garry D. Kilbourn

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