...in 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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