Garden So Rare--Andaree
I trailed a garden once, which was pure delight
Enhanced by bold mums and tulips white;-
Though unkempt, it had an air
Of sun-dancing there,
A landscape
Rare
Like morn’s drape.
Stunned by wild bloom’s flair
Vignettes of dreams found nowhere;
That my youth’s eyes remember how bright,
I trailed a garden once, which was pure delight!
The Andaree – Contest II
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
10/14/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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