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The Magician's Call

Sunrise, sunset
Billowing fields of grass
Moon beams, fireflies
Twinkling sky of night.

Distant thunder rumbling near
Rainbows sprinkling a tune
Operettas by feathered friends
Magic that never ends.

Courtesy of Nature
Who gives freely to us all
I only wish our gratitude
Is equal to Her call.

An original poem by Nancy Elizabeth Luz

(c) 2011