Awash With Colour
As I walk around my garden, I note
that my daphnia is in full flower
it is always my first bush to show
and fill my garden with tantalising scent.
My Yucca always gives me colour
in the bleak month of December
standing there so stately
each year another head appears.
The trellis will soon be awash
with its orange trumpets
that brighten up an otherwise dull wall
and makes me smile as they reach up high.
While my various rose bushes
gleefully soon will cover my pergola
mingling with the honeysuckle
filling garden with most delightful scent.
Ah everywhere the promise of Spring abounds
How I long for the warm days to come
when I can sit out by my ponds
and watch fish darting hither and tither.
Dragonflies some enormous and so pretty
visit my lilles and briefly settle there
Spring the month of my birth
will at last soon be here.
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
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