A Beautiful Sight

No other words

By Rick PensionPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Morning glory rise

And the harvest bells chime too

Please, forget me not

nature poetry

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Rick Pension

Writing has been a passion of mine since before I was 8 years old. I’ve evolved my stories in various ways since, and I only want to write for people to enjoy my stories. I don’t like to typically stay within a specific genre.

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