On Pine Tree Needles
On pine tree needles, dew drops lie,
In soft, glistening light beneath the sky.
Each pearl of dawn, so pure and bright,
Reflects the grace of morning light.
In their shimmer, a silent prayer,
A testament to love and care.
A whisper of our Saviorβs grace,
In natureβs touch, we see His face.
On Pine Tree Needles
12 Replies to “On Pine Tree Needles”
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Thank you very much Francine π
Very pretty words and a delicate image.
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Beautiful pic and poem!
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Excellent, Sandra. Thank you
Thank you very much RJ, π
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Lovely, lovely.
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