The meadows of my daysA Poem by Tip_Toe A reflection on my life’s walk. I wrote this some time ago.. The
meadows of my days I walk the meadows of my days Sweet buttercup thoughts on which to gaze Contented steps in recycled haste Each day
so precious so not to waste The flowers
in rapture of bohemian hews Their
scented friendship in which I fuse Petals
that radiate my inner sight Bestows
the butterfly their angelic flight © 2013 Tip_Toe
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Tip_ToeUnited KingdomAboutI’m female, I’ve been observing the world for just over half a century , I was advised by a friend to take what I write for a walk, so I tip toed my way over here. Therefore, a very wa.. more..Writing
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