DOWN HOME COMFORT


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CAROLS BACKYARD (2)

ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

The backyard beckons me back home, the swing’s a welcome sight,

It sits amongst a flower bed, with pillows soft and bright,

The sound of crickets, frogs and birds, is constantly alive,

There is no need for empty words, the beauty will survive,

Heavenly stars like fractured glass, dance swiftly through the sky,

Each breath you take, each sound you hear, will never pass you by,

Perfume of magnolia flowers, captivate the senses,

When moonlight pours its golden glow, magic it dispenses,

A prolific sanctuary, where dreams take you away,

Where lightning bugs spread fairy dust, and you have time to play.

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