Petals In The Breeze

Colors dance beneath the sun.

By Darla M SeelyPublished about 3 hours ago • 1 min read

Petals in the hreeze.

Colors dance beneath the sun.

Spring whispers softly.

nature poetry

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Darla M Seely

I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos

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