colours of the evening sky
reveal the setting sun—
aromas of the sleepy garden
refresh my musty senses.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
Archived in: 🦋 Poetry Mix
colours of the evening sky
reveal the setting sun—
aromas of the sleepy garden
refresh my musty senses.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
Archived in: 🦋 Poetry Mix
Nicely redolent
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Thank you Derrick
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“Musty senses” conjures up feelings lost in crevices collecting dust
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Thank you Dawn
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Lovely!
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Thank you Valerie
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Beautiful
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Thanks.
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Thank you.
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You’re very welcome
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Thank you.
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Eloquently beautiful.
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