Saturday, June 11, 2016 noble deed...

in noble deed...

'tis wisps of green touched by the early evening sun
shimmer they in gentle grace
the flutter of a white butterfly in noble deed
silent is the soft wind
hear I the cooing and the chirping
such savor in the songbird song
the air, creation’s gentle breath
clear, cool be its enfolding embrace
the sun in this setting hour 
its glory in heart to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

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