At a wood crafted table
Weathered, grayed
By rain, sun and shade
The silent echoes of trees
From which it was made
A robin red breast near
Its song a knowing wise
For it too sees the tree
In its now present disguise
So still, so quiet, I to be
To keep that robin near
On the lookout by me
Robin and I, hear our song
'Tis All One in Praise
The breath of trees
And summer days.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Fence Post Lookout, Photograph, Stephen Baird, 2009, http://www.nikonsniper.blogspot.com
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Weathered, grayed
By rain, sun and shade
The silent echoes of trees
From which it was made
A robin red breast near
Its song a knowing wise
For it too sees the tree
In its now present disguise
So still, so quiet, I to be
To keep that robin near
On the lookout by me
Robin and I, hear our song
'Tis All One in Praise
The breath of trees
And summer days.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Fence Post Lookout, Photograph, Stephen Baird, 2009, http://www.nikonsniper.blogspot.com
Special Announcement:
THE WIND AND THE WILLOW
Now available in hardcover and softcover directly from Publish America.
Click on title, place title in search bar of Publish America Entry Page.
Thank you for your order.
ENJOY
