The Meadow

A Poem

Michelle Anderson

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Photo by ANGELO CASTO on Unsplash

Summer grasses swaying in the warm breeze,

Colourful wildflowers turn their faces to the sun,

Hummingbirds dance in the blooms.

The rhythmic hum of insects fills the air,

While mice play a gleeful game of tag,

The Meadow is gloriously alive.

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Michelle Anderson

Insatiable reader with a passion for learning about anything and everything. Recently began my renewed journey into writing.