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This Day
It is morning and the promise of day
sweeps across the sky.
Meadow grasses oscillate gently in the
dolce wind.
Wild vermilion poppies dance.
Amongst yellow buttercups
lethargy submerges limbs
beneath the undulating carpet.
Plucking one small cup I hold it
beneath your chin.
Sunshine alights
Swallows skim
the top of the old oak tree,
swooping down low
over our
sea of Anemones.
Zeus himself would pay homage
to this day.
poem
by
Diana Rosser
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