I’d like to know
the language of the grove,
to understand the subtle
conversation of the trees.
To speak without words,
to give and to take
as they need,
to sustain and support
through heat waves and storms –
there’s a special kind of magic
in those ancient roots
and rustling leaves.
A Virginia Writer's Diary 
Love it.
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Thank you!
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the talk in the copse
between the whispering winds
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Very nice! I like the imagery.
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glad you did. one might say katie did. oh oh. me oh my why did i write thaaat? cos i m manic. no need ta panic.
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This made me smile. 🙂
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good.
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Nothing like nature!
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So true!
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trees and birds talk to each other.
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That’s a gorgeous poem, Katie. I love it. ☺️
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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You’re most welcome. Always! ☺️
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Beautiful post, Katie!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful poems!
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Thank you! 🙂 I’ve never used WhatsApp before, but that definitely sounds like something I’d be interested in! What a cool idea!
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That’s awesome, you’re welcome. You’re always welcome to email me and I’ll add you. Blessed. X ♥️
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