Thursday, March 22, 2018

WINNOW



A new sprout
Came off the ground
bearing green smile on her little lips
spreading her twinkling eyes around -
the Nature surround
Conversing with fresh air
The sweetest voice ever 
with playfull heart so full;
Willowing dawn and dusk 
together in friendly manner
Where the sun rises and moon takes a swing
But
I never knew
the walking of a man 
Where they winnow 

the grain and the chaff separately

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