Challenge
Sweet Whispers
Write me a poem/prose inspired by this^
august agerasia
tiptoe
through the meadow
so as not to miss
the sweet whispers
of the sycamores,
the hushed melody
of the maples
wait,
be still;
for even the
dandelions dance
for the wary eye,
the curious soul,
the estival Dreamer
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