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Her Voice

Posted on September 10, 2015 by William Wayne Smith

The sleeping tree is tall and proud. By the lake, a swallow darts across the water. As the leaves rustle, the rabbits return. Someday I will love all of my life. The patterns of hope spread around me. I admire … Continue reading →

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Swallow

Posted on August 30, 2014 by William Wayne Smith

I see a swallow dart through the sky. Its aerial dance proves that it is free. As I marvel, I wonder who the choreographer is. In the barn, there is a mountain of hay. I play there jumping from bale … Continue reading →

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