the grass beneath our feeders By julieallyn | June 1, 2025 papa cardinal, his regal redness dotes on young ones pointing out safflower seeds scattered on the ground Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X More Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
Love the “turn” in the 3rd line. Pope Leo was in my view in the 1st two lines, though I doubt that was your intention! 😅 Shelly Life is tough, darling, but so are you. Reply
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Love the “turn” in the 3rd line. Pope Leo was in my view in the 1st two lines, though I doubt that was your intention! 😅
Shelly
Life is tough, darling, but so are you.
Awesome! Love your interpretation of how my poem starts out. Love it!!
A beautiful observation of nature going about its day, Julie. Can’t help smiling. 😀
Love that, D. Thank you!!