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 ~: POETRY / MODERN :~  Twirling Windmills by Rebecca Laffar-Smith While waking to the wonder of the sun, the blossoms sip the nectar of night's dew. The haze of spring's dawn-shower mists subside in drops of rainbow splendor on the leaves. In indigo and violet spread a field, a garden of forget-me-nots in bloom, all nestled in a haven, flourishing below the barren rust of horse-worn paths. The brumbies whinny, wicker, bound and neigh and towering above them spin the spokes, all winged in white and framed in golden hues, of six earth-grounded windmills, stately, sprite. They clatter their, "Good Mornings" joyful, bright with twirling swirls of chatter; lithe and glad. Then reap the sighs of brisk, cool morning's breeze; in essence welcoming the sunrise blaze. |
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