Wise Lily Stories
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The Honey Suckle Vine As I sit on my front porch, with my cup of tea So much green and flowers grow right in front of me! The honeysuckle is the one with vines of red and green It wraps around and round my fence, the finest to be seen! And at the end of every vine, a trumpet of pink and gold Announces to the world to smell its perfume bright and bold! I dip my nose into the vine and smell perfume so sweet But someone else is right behind, awaiting his summer treat. The hummingbird of green and red, so tiny and so quick His busy wings buzz happily, as he stops to take a sip. He dips his long and slender beak inside each blossom pink But watch him oh-so-carefully, you must not even blink! For if you do, you might just miss him darting up so high For in a flash he will be gone, but listen for his cry: "I'll be back to visit you for your elixir fine Be sure to look for me again on the honey suckle vine!" written by Christine Summerfield/June 2016
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3/17/2019 06:08:19 pm
Hello, Christine Summerfield! Before anything else, let me commend you writing style. I really admire your dedication because you don't stop writing beautiful poems for us. Some readers might think that the topic you write into is shallow. But I can feel your honesty in every poem that you write and I get the chance to know you better through this words. Indeed, there is no chance that I will not like what I read. I love poems, and you have captured my heart in an instant through this one!
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