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Fall Gift from Above
After the storm
at summer’s end
squirrel peeks
head through
grassy mound.
Boulders shine.
Honeysuckle
vines hug rickety-
fence. Butterflies
flit in tandem
among sweet
smelling sage.
Quenched earth with
gratitude receives
each precious droplet.
Previously published in The Avocet – Fall 2023
I love your poems Jill! So inspired and heartfelt.
Mary,
Thank you!
I really like this. Love the images! Thanks Jill!
Tom, Maybe you and your family will come visit the ranch again sometime soon!
Says so much in a few words. Thank you.
Janice – That’s a great compliment to a poet.
…and it’s a lovely poem. I love fall at the ranch.
Yes!
You. use such beautiul and descriptive words. I can smell the.autumn air.
I’m so glad! Happy fall!
Yes, the sweet smell of nature’s grass and the warmth of the rocks…
thank you for this.
Sandy, You’re welcome!
Another lovely poem, Jill – each turn of phrase is so evocative…your words paint a beautiful picture!
Emily, Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.