Poems From An Indiana Farm Spring Blue clear skies, cool and crisp. Large green fields, … with the wildflower wisps. Redwing blackbirds, sing their song. Returned for the awakening, been away to long. To help the DEVINE, sow the seeds. As they build their nests, in the reeds. ABRAHAMIC (SPIRITUAL) JUDAISM- ONE PEOPLE WORLD UNITED

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