Recherché Grace

Saucy whispers of old Jack Frost as he looks back o’er a cold shoulder —

With curiosities of a fresh new spring pushing the shivers of winter away.

Awkward, grotesque little creatures struggle to survive in their undeveloped state

While nature bursts forth her radiance each day.

A gentle place, the earth, with the flare of mysterious drama

And the whispers of its sublimity amidst this suave, inimitable earth

New life with its mellifluent sounds bring watchful care throughout the thrushes, and —

All outdoors adorned with symphonic splendor, my wondrous world.

I walk alone in recherché grace that touches lofty hills

Resplendent beauty on every hand, its harmonious rhyme ever in tune, and —

As breezes blow, they chime out sounds from everywhere

Then comes the climax of summer and its nature gives up her pulchritude, Alas, her pulchritude!!

— Goldie Gartin, Nashville

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