Crystal River Fly
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I need a name for my poem, please help?
I strolled a long the river bank in shade of woodland trees
watching as the dragonfly’s darted in and out the reeds
Then I spied fisherman all white with webbed feet
Are a hungry Herron out for bite to eat
Than amongst the colours of every green you’ve ever seen
I came across a waterfall in the mid drift stream
Sunlight played in the waterfall a glory to behold
Shining in it’s crystals turning them to gold
Later I chanced upon a glade where I stop to have a rest
There I saw a sparrow collecting Foliage for it nest
It hoped n bobbed and skipped about as busy as could be
Though it is a simple thing a pleasure it was to see.
At first I herd there call then they caught eye
A group Wild geese were silhouette against the sky
They were flying against the backdrop of an amber sunset
which crowned the dusk of a day I’ll not soon forget .
How about Simple Pleasures? Excellant poem by the way.
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