What delight there is here
Gently swaying treetop
Autumn leaves swing freely
What song bird do I hear
Clinging to a treetop
Mockingbird sings sweetly
What calls a leaping squirrel
High into the branches
Burrow in a treetop
What says an autumn treetop
Praise to GOD forever
King Jesus reigns supremely
Poem by Carol Ann Hoel © November 6, 2010
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ah, deep breath…and, so lovely.
jane
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Hi Jane, I am on my way to your page. Thank you for stopping by and for your comment. Blessings to you…
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very, very true and absolutely beautiful as always. love you so much for yourself and these beautiful posts you share with all of us.
lots of love.
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I smile when I see your warm heart icon, Trisha. You are very kind. I looked at your new poem about the woman in the moon. It’s a beautiful love story. Thank you for your precious friendship. You are a treasure, Trisha. Blessings to you a thousandfold!
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Nature often speaks more worthy words than humans choose to. Thanks for sharing them with us.
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Thank you for visiting, Zoe. Thank you for your comment, also. I hope you’ve had a pleasant weekend. Blessings to you a thousandfold…
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love this one,
super cute….
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Thank you, Jingle. Blessings to you on this beautiful Tuesday…
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