By Linda Manning
Meadowlark, Meadowlark, out along a country lane.
You can be seen sitting on a fence post.
Warbling a long, lilting, hopeful refrain.
With your bright yellow breast and bright V patch
You sing early in the morning or evening.
Do you wait for your eggs to hatch?
Englewood, Colorado 2003
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Snowflakes flittering here and there,Softly falling through the air. The land is whitely drapedBy crystals exquisitely shaped. Englewood, Colorado 12/10/1982
Before me stands a great mountain, the “Mountain of Life” with its storms and trials that we have to pass through to […]
