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No End For Friends
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No End for Friends by Susan K. Rowse copyright 2003 Mozart plays and one can't resist When symphonies abound out in the mist Creeks are moving as bubbles merge Melodious songs for springtime from birds As softly the breeze circles this maze The hums from afar waken the day The Dragonfly gauzed in her green dress Rotors redeem from her flying fortress Wet ground of moss...earthworms that move Dancing come Mayflies....cutting the groove Badger out strolling moaning his groan Chipmunks that scurry from their precense known Then up stream a familiar sound of pure joy His tracks noted sooner..yep its my boy He stands so erect, proudly displayed His rack all scarred from defensive play He lasted through winter..these two have returned My stag from the forest with eyes that still burn I slowly respond with kindness... so gently He knows this is me tall, blonde and tender This friend whom I've missed my tears start to gather Connections from last year with this nod that matters The soul of this animal who touched my heart This mystery gathers again to impart The quiet of nature , respect for her glory Woman . ..her deer...with no end to this story. Copyright 2003 by Susan K. Rowse - All rights reserved

Reviewed by Fr. Kurt Messick

Reviewed on November 6, 2003

very well done

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on November 5, 2003

It is wonderful when we can take the time to meet our wild friends, and even better that we aren't so hungry that we want to eat them.

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on November 4, 2003

Susan....absolute beauty my friend....I am moved by this wonderful write of yours.....cheers....love n luck...My part of the world in not fine...how is ure....BHUWAN

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Loved this, Susan.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 3, 2003

Most beautiful Susan!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Georgeous poem, Susan, with vivid images

Reviewed by The Voice (Reader)

This one touches me. At my parents place in the mountains there is a group of deer that have come to know us and will come to the feeder 5 feet from us to eat. One has a bad leg and limps, so we know it is the same one. I enjoyed this very much.

Hugs,
The Voice