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Those Tulip Days
Poetry
Those tulip days play like children, winding through lost hours of crimson red and midnight black, swooning to the sun’s glare. Ancient whiles when small feet through tall flowers twined and leaped into endless bouquets sway along the banks and fields and trundle along dirt lanes of tan and gold.
Oft we’d amble, bright as beams, to stretch our limbs into the wheat and let the seeds caress our skin. Nature’s bold arms are with me still, wrapped around my ankles, grounding night to day as I spread deep roots through rich soil and clasp the last rays to meet life’s cusp.
Copyright © 2019 Bridget Webber. All rights reserved
Those Tulip Days is also published in ‘Nature Poems to Warm the Heart and Nurture the Soul.”
Bridget Webber writes articles for magazines and websites; she often ghostwrites for professionals who can’t spare the time to pen compositions. She’s written poetry eBooks and is featured in several leading publications.
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