PRIMING LADY
Puffy whiteness, twirling with ease.
Gauzy seed heads go floating by,
whirl of dust bunnies drifting high.
Weaving illusions, dressed in frills,
they bob and dart across the hills.
Over the meadows in fancy dress,
some pause awhile to take a rest.
Dancing feathers in graceful flight,
they shimmer softly in the sunlight.
Wild pirouette of ballet dreams
they spin along the blue sky’s seams
..Written by Dee Edgett
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