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I want to sing…

Posted on August 11, 2016 by Mary Kendall

My thanks to Michael McClintock, editor of the Tanka Café in Ribbons, the Journal of the Tanka Society of America. The prompt was poems of spring and summer. Here is mine:

I want to sing

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6 thoughts on “I want to sing…”

phoartetry says:

August 12, 2016 at 3:34 pm

Mary, sounds like a glorious morning.

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- Mary Kendall says:
  
  August 12, 2016 at 4:07 pm
  
  🙂 Thank you!
  
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patriciaruthsusan says:

August 12, 2016 at 7:26 am

Lovely, Mary. —- Suzanne

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- Mary Kendall says:
  
  August 12, 2016 at 4:08 pm
  
  🙂 Thanks very much!
  
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joanleotta says:

August 11, 2016 at 7:27 pm

Another burst of beauty!

Joan Leotta Author, Story performer http://Www.joanleotta.wordpress.com

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- Mary Kendall says:
  
  August 11, 2016 at 10:14 pm
  
  Thanks so much, Joan. I’m delighted that you liked it. 🙂
  
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