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HOME by Linda
Fireflies dash under pecan trees,
Cicadas chirp on pine-scented air,
Frogs bark from the creek below,
Red-clay june bugs on the window screen,
Crickets sing from the tangled wisteria, and
Skeeters dart among fragrant magnolia blossoms.
All captured on the dense, humid air of a Georgia night.
Home. Georgia.
She wrote this little poem, it reminds me of Home, as the title says. She has a wonderful blog. Check it out.
Just a poem to remind me of Georgia!
8 comments:
Thank you, Kim, for using my little poem.
And the photo of your hydrangeas are a wonderful added touch.
I'm trying to catch up on my friends' blogs. I've missed all of you.
Thats a gorgeous poem. Thanks for sharing.
Neat poem...and it does describe Georgia...especially the red clay and the skeeters!
I love hyrangeas..just beautiful. Lovely poem, too!
Mrs. Kim. How are you? Always good to hear from you dear friend. Lovely poem and picture. I love this time of year.
My warmest regards.
Hydragneas are my favorite, my grandmother always had them in her garden.
What an inspiring Blog you have here. Im following you from MBC, you are already following me. I cant wait to hear more inspiring stories, and your right, life can always be worse. My blog...Making the most of life..Seems we have the same outlook, just in a different way.
Thanks again for following!!
Danielle
I am following you from MBC. Great blog you have here. Come visit me when you get a chance. http://showmemama.blogspot.com
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