Large trees prepare a canopy
which shades what’s on the ground.
Competitors for light complain
yet those preferring softer rain
give praise for what they’ve found.
Long sent beneath this canopy
I walk upon the ground.
It’s not my duty to complain.
I’m blessed with more than ample rain
and praise that I’ve been found.
Eugenia offers the word “canopy” for this week’s prompt.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
Aaah! Awesome work Frank I find such a sense of peace in this.
Pat
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Thank you, Pat!
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.. and gratitude🙂
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Well said. It is not my duty to complain.
Beautiful photos!
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Thank you, Michael!
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I loved the last line – so powerful and peaceful – no competition, no complains and ‘I have been found’
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Thank you, Pragalbha!
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So lovely, Frank, and your words have a calming effect. “It’s not my duty to complain.” – a wonderful line.
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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Most welcome, Frank!
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A grateful heart is a blessed heart!
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Thank you, Cassa!
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Canopy: A gift from God for our shade!
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Thank you! It is a gift.
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Indeed sir!
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I love trees and your creative writing says it all!
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Thank you, Myrna!
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A nice sentiment about gratitude.
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Thank you, Mark!
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Beautiful words..Have a blessed day ahead
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Thank you, Athira!
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Very nice. Your words really do convey a sense of peace. 🌷
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Thank you! I am glad they convey a sense of peace.
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Wise words🌺
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome🙂
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