
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/25/kiras-sunday-scribbles-18/
As I followed a trail
Through wind and the hail,
In a glade she stood,
The Queen of the Wood.
Above her head she held aloft
in gentle hands, so small, so soft.
The glorious seed,
In her strong voice she decreed,
“Behold the future is here!”
but before I drew near,
The whole scene changed,
The wood rearranged
I fell to the ground
And a sapling I found,
Growing strong and straight.
Then I knew my fate
Was to tend this tree,
For it’s destiny
Was combined
With the worlds future
And Mine.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 28/11/2018
Very nice poem. Perfect for the picture.
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Thank you. I had to think about it for a while (since Monday anyway when I first saw the picture) before I had a sense of what I wanted to say. Glad you liked it. 🙂
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😉🙏🏻
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You nailed it. Delightful tribute to an intriguing sketch.
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Thanks Fandago. Kira creates some amazing pictures and I do like to try to create something meaningful to go with them. Glad you liked it. 🙂
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This is wonderful!!
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Thanks, Kristian. Much Appreciated 🙂
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I loved the drama and beauty in your poem, you actually put into words exactly what I was going for. 😁
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That’s really wonderful. Thank you. Your pictures are so unique and evocative. I am glad that you feel my poem reflected your picture. 🙂
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