|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|The images are wonderful. There is something about the wind and/or breezes that is peaceful and relaxing. Your poem is like that.|
|Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce
|Cool and refreshing!!! I loved this!!!
Sandie May :o)
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...you have given a voice to the wind...and in the vast variance of its moods...created beautiful music in its memory to be heard forever...knowing...its home is yours.
...I am pleased that ones thoughts might inspire you to create...as your faith in life...continues to inspire mine. Thank You.
beautiful work MaryGrace...
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Very well done MG.|
|Reviewed by d. krusky
|This definitely is a wonderful write. You have written it with such clarity. I could almost hear the prairie winds "haunting voices". very well portrayed. A keeper for my library.
|Reviewed by Barbara Smith
|MaryGrace, this is such a compelling beautiful writing...the visual images, sounds, (I could almost hear) and your voice spoke in this piece. An excellent write my friend.|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Praire Winds flows with beauty,,I see wild flowers as I read this, and your poem brings much peace.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Prairie winds can be something to behold, and I love your last stanza.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Very beautiful writing sweet lady,as always well done...have a wonderful and safe day ..Hugs|
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|Very nice!!!!!!!!! 'Praire winds calling me home'---- I LIKE THIS!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
For someone whose's never been there you've done an awesome job with the description. Very vivid my friend. Peace, Love and God's Blessings Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|A beautiful poem you share with us MaryGrace. I had the opportunity of living in the Praries and when they say your dog can run away and you can still see him three days lateras he is running, they are telling the truth. Thank you.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|a beautiful and visual write--|
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|Amazing that you could go there (even take us with you!) when you have never been. What a wonderful imagination you have, MaryGrace.
Better go brush my hair outta my face and brush off some of this
grit the wind blew on me. Oddly, I feel refreshed. Must have been the lullabies did it. Blessings to you and yours, <3 'Pea' <3
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful write, MaryGrace; brava!~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Daddy died today; he was 77, would have been 78 in October, on the 2nd. Didn't quite make it. At least he didn't suffer; he died peacefully, according to our brother. He was the one who told us the news.
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|A beautiful write my friend with a gentle yet powerful feeling, well done!