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Senses by Annabel Sheila Friday, March 09, 2012 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Warm sunshine beaming in through the windows...sparkling on the disappearing snow...daydreaming of warmer days ahead...my senses are coming alive after a long winter's sleep...giggle...

I hear… Willows whispering on a summer breeze, Ripples tickling the shore by the lake! I see… Fragrant meadows in vibrant hues Butterflies, tranquillity in their wake! I feel… The warmth of the sun neath a canopy of blue White clouds like dreams drifting by! I touch… The breeze making wildflowers dance As it’s tossed to the earth from the sky! I smell… Sun warmed earth, neath a solid old oak Where life makes sense to me! I taste The sweet bouquet of a warm spring day And to think …all of this for free! © Annabel Sheila
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Reviewed by Janna Hill	3/13/2012

Refreshing write Annabel. I sighed at the line "where life makes sense to me" :) Janna




Reviewed by Ronald Hull	3/10/2012

I can almost smell the flowers from your delightful words. Ron




Reviewed by Amor Sabor	3/10/2012

What we cannot buy is of the greatest worth...beautifully expressed...excellent work




Reviewed by Mr. Ed	3/10/2012

For Free, Indeed. Happy Spring!




Reviewed by Asa Seeley	3/9/2012

the very best things are the things we can't buy. thanks asa




Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger	3/9/2012

Awakening the sences with vibrance and tranquility in your poem. Beautifully penned Anna Lady Mary Ann




Reviewed by Mark Lichterman	3/9/2012

Anna, my far northern friend, that of which you write, so eloquently, sounds like Southern California near year around, but for you dear friend, I'll be only too happy to send some of our summer breezes your way causing your wild flowers to dance. Mark




Reviewed by Laura Fall	3/9/2012

Truly splendid poetry as the description of this great write gives such a warm wonderful feeling. Have a great weekend my friend Laura




Reviewed by Ed Matlack	3/9/2012

If I were old mom Nature, I'd charge humanity dearly for all those beautiful plus'es...e




Reviewed by Jerry Bolton	3/9/2012

"I smell� Sun warmed earth, neath a solid old oak Where life makes sense to me!" Perfect, Anna, perfect!




Reviewed by Lonnie Hicks	3/9/2012

This is tremendous. You continue to get better and better. I loved the "I sense, I see. I touch... very very creative.