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365. week 22.

"Inside a Shell" by John Foster

Inside a shell
There is the whisper of a wave.
Inside a feather
There is the breath of a breeze.
Inside an ember
There is the memory of a flame.
Inside a rock
There is the murmur of a mountain.
Inside a well
There is the echo of a wish.
Inside a seed
There is a the promise of a flower.

365. week 17.

How loud the trees are in the spring!
All they ever do is sing.
Fluttering up and down the way,
With voices rejoicing of a bright new day.

-a spring poem inspired by all the birds' songs during my morning walk

365. week 16.

"The Farmyard" by A.A. Attwood

One black horse standing by the gate,
Two plump cats eating from a plate;
Three big goats kicking up their heels,
Four pink pigs full of grunts and squeals;
Five white cows coming slowly home,
Six small chicks starting off to roam;
Seven fine doves perched upon the shed,
Eight grey geese eager to be fed;
Nine young lambs full of frisky fun,
Ten brown bees buzzing in the sun.