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Tuesday, February 9, 2010
I watch the creek,
Muddy, brown,
As it heads south,
Out of town,
It passes a field,
Where cattle range free,
It washes by,
The hives of bees,
An owl sits patiently,
Geese honk above,
This is the place,
I truly love.
~by cindee~
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8 comments:
Cindee, this is your best poem yet. The pictures are a great addition to the words.
Love the owl in a nest. What a great experience to see one nesting.
Hi Japanese Redneck,
Thanks(-: I like the pictures too! The owl is nesting really close to last years tree. So I can go visit whenever I want to(-: I hope the babies hatch and I can get pictures!(-:
Great poem to go along with the stroll today! The owl in the nest is so exciting! And my, what big bulbs you have :-)
Oh what I'd give to spot an owl in real life! Or have those views close by!
Brenda
Awwwww.what a nice start to the day. Does Jack get to go on these walk too? Have you any poems about Jack?
I sure would like a morning walk Cindee--in fact, I would like any kind of walk, but it's just too cold for me. Great poem..and great pictures. Can't believe you spotted an owl!
Hi Skeeter(-:
Thanks(-: Hope those big bulbs produce big blooms(-:
Hi Cozy Little House,
We have a lot of pretty things to see here(-:
Hi My Little Family,
Jack was along for the walk too as always(-: He is my guard dog!(-:
I have not written a poem for Jack. I will have to think about that(-:
Hi Meadowview Thymes,
It is cold here too. It rained lightly yesterday on our walk. This morning its clear though but chilly! The boys would be really upset if they didn't get to go though! We don't go if its pouring rain!
I love this post!
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