Monday WRites 145

[ i used 3 images from the internet to form today's mosaic]

GREEN PASTURES
Green arcs of mountains picture a landscape
Where festivals colour minds of jagged peaks
When the baby in the manger grew up,
There on a cross at Calvary bled he and died;
And the bells of baptist shouters ring out
Melodies of prophecy
A shamrock toting saint preaches of God
In personality three, yet one
And all that is green flourish in seasons
Sometimes hidden sometimes seen
GREEN PASTURES © gillena cox 2018

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St Patrick Day is features this week; Saturday, 17 March
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You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #145, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites


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REVISIT
12 March 2016