Nature's Ways
Nature's Ways Pipistrelle will fly by night, small and fast, avoiding light, then by day must hang around hardly making any sound. Bluebell woods, a treasure trove scented swathes where ramblers rove, peace for all who view the scene silent halls of blue and green. Butterflies of painted wings dancing as the dawn lark sings, frogs and bees and badgers too co-exist with me and you. These are some of Nature’s ways lively nights and busy days, set apart from human race; wildlife moves at steady pace.
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Started writing poems at age 14, lyrics a lot later and am still doing both to my astonishment. Along the way I wrote a couple of novels and they are published by Amazon. I am gloriously happy in my marriage, after 50 years and I am relieved to say...
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