Trinity Sunday

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    Trinity Sunday

    The ground was strewn with fragrant,
    freshly cut grass,
    blue sky shined like glass,
    cool breeze stirred the willow tree,
    birds chirped beneath the window panes,
    loveliness for everyone to see,
    houses surrounded by flower beds,
    charming landscapes, a rich day,
    regal in every way,
    eyes can’t seem to turn away,
    something glorious
    on this Trinity Sunday

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    Merrilyn commented on Trinity Sunday

    03-26-2009

    Great work, scope out some of my work you might like it

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Atanacio’s Poems (43)

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