Green Are, Poem and Photography from my Garden
Green are the leaves that grow between birds
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Outside my window, playing hide and seek with the sky.
And green are the last of my vineyard’s hopes too,
Among rusty leaves, the last of a summer of grapes.
Waiting for the first snow is an exhilarating moment for humans, so what can dog poetry be all about? Turning that feeling around, looking at life through a dog’s point of view.
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