my reflection
rippled by a water bug
troubled thoughts
kingfisher
leave some for me
noblesse oblige
raindrops run down
the fisherman’s pole
only mosquitoes biting
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I'm a wife, mom & grandma, homemaker, avid reader, blogger, and nature lover enjoying country living. I write short stories, poems, and share life experiences, adding a dash of humor whenever I can.
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Wonderful!!!
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Thanks, Martha.
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