Morning clean
And bright and clear,
Rolling hills
That send me weightless;
Seeing the hidden in plain sight
To share is human:
Morning Clean
Morning clean
And bright and clear,
Rolling hills
That send me weightless;
Seeing the hidden in plain sight
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Very nice: photo and poem blend sweetly and the lines are trenchant with a final image that stays with the reader. Thank you.