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A Clover Field
Is it more than
Today’s, thought
We just began.
Blink of an eye
Never questioning
Tomorrow’s why.
Somewhere over
Judy’s rainbow
A clover field.
Is it more than
Tomorrow’s prayer
Our life began?
Deborah Tornillo
Copyright, 2013
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| Reviewed by Isabella Koldras |
5/18/2013 |
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The Red Clover is definitely more, Deborah,
..."than today's thoughts"....it will be for most
of us...the future, tomorrow...helping to maintain
healthy active life ... vitality...when the hormones
start to fluctuate.........taken in form of Promensil.
Thank you for thoughts provoking, great poem.
With warm regards Isabella.
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
5/18/2013 |
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It is a joy to smell the new mown clover and to know that the bumblebees are happy and the cows will munch on sweet hay.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
5/18/2013 |
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| A lovely tribute, Deborah............GOD BLESS YOU and YOURS. |
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| Reviewed by pat medlin |
5/18/2013 |
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| beauty in this simple questioning |
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