Snow blows
through the rows
of lifeless leaves
found in a field
formerly tilled
by land’s steward.
ยฉ Sean Short 2018
Poetry, short essays and other work showcased by a Scientist, Philosopher, and Adventurer. Posts on Monday and First Fridays.
Snow blows
through the rows
of lifeless leaves
found in a field
formerly tilled
by land’s steward.
ยฉ Sean Short 2018
Nature has her ways ๐โ๏ธ๐๐๐๐ผ๐ท๐ธ
Very sweet poem โฃ๏ธ
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Aww, thanks! Love the emojis!
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Youโre welcome Sean!
Here in Mauritius we have only two seasons winter and summer. No snow โ๏ธ in winter and rain โ๏ธ in summer!
Have a beautiful day!
Anita
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Ha! Thatโs similar to what I remember from living in Hawaii. I would love to visit Mauritius ๐ฒ๐บ
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Please do!
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Very well done Sean, short in length but very descriptive on the season!
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Thanks, Jon!
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Nice piece!
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Sean – I am greatly enjoying reading your poetry. So much so that I have nominated you for three awards: Mystery Blogger, Blogger Recognition and Sunshine Blogger Awards. You can check them out through the following link:
https://jmlkanewischer.wordpress.com/2019/01/03/awards-for-my-words/
-Jill
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I am overwhelmed with gratitude! Thanks, Jill!
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You are most welcome.
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