Many of my poems include sounds.
highway sounds
in the distance
years gone by
I rediscovered the next poem in my summer archives. My great-aunt, Marie Schwanke, was a pioneer in special education.
wind sounds
and wildflowers
in Aunt Marie’s pitcher
gifts of late August
As I worked on this post, I recalled Psalm 150 (KJV). Here are verses 3-5.
Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.
Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs.
Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding symbols.
Ellen Grace Olinger
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Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
Nice post Ellen. Love your poems and scripture references.
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Dear Peggy Joan, I’m grateful you enjoyed the post. Thank you.
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I enjoyed the photos and poems so much! Thank you for blessing us!
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Dear Debbie, Thank you. I enjoy the research for the pictures, as well as taking some photos.
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Lovely little poems – so much in so few words.
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Dear Libby, Thank you for your kind comment.
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