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Pretzels & Bullfights~ Spotlight: Joan Barrett Roberts

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POEM: Forever Here I Walk These Hills
by Joan Barrett Roberts

I walk these hills
On this November day
Cool mist layered air
Rich in harvest smells
Pine needles among the oak leaves
Sharing and relinquishing pungent oils
Peacefulness and blessings to this day
Forever here I walk these hills
I walk these hills
On this November day
Baked Honey Crisp apples and apple cakes
Warm camp fires
With embers wood smoke
Smoldering smells of Hickory Nuts
And Black Walnuts
Forever here I walk these hills
I walk these hills
On this November day
Pecan stands in the corner grove
This earth cups its hands
From the harvest red rubies and gilded golds
Thanksgiving for this day
Forever here I walk these hills
I walk these hills
November’s content
Knowing this low ebb
Playful dawn of winter’s slumber
Leave this restless heart behind
The silvery mercury…

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