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Her and her Shadow

She walked with her shadow, along the grassy lanes

peace-filled mind picking sugar plums among

wildflowers and berries, never had she felt

so at home among nature's beauty.

Now with pen in hand, she writes down her feelings

how she came about to find this transforming peace

that seemed to grow stronger each day.

Each drop that fell upon her face in the fresh

summer rain was like a breeze kissing her cheek.

She spends her summers among God's beauty, and winters

among the rushed crowds working to save enough for

her summers by a lake shimmering with diamonds, when

the moon was full.

“Her paradise she called it”.

She roamed free for three months, swam in the streams by

the great Niagara wrote her feelings down in her journal

of life, (her diary of thoughts), she named it.

She never felt so worthy of God's love when she roamed

among nature, she caressed nature tenderly, her love

of loves, giving her a song only she heard from within.

Her little bit of heaven on earth.

Taken from my

'Heart's Expressions Collection'

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