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June Flowers Revisited

June fever rises, rolls on the tide of Spring Kaleidoscopic landscape overtaken flows Sunlight reveals colors tranquil undergrowth Imagination grows, open to interpretation Streaming quietly downstream in morning meandering Fills up with joy, calendars engagements, holidays at play Flowers along the hillside bloom Lift skyward soon on carpeted green grasses Landscaped with you in mind Narrow portals, corridors of time include intrusions Beauty rises in that sacred slower moment In no hurry, no place to go The sun comes up, erases every memory of Winter Eye sensations coronations pretty Shows off the lovely skin of pink Dresses of pale petals thin begin Worn fashionably only in this season Bursting with enthusiasm on grasses green That which light penetrates so gladly The dark stem, like life, is what you make of it in May June is yellow, happy, golden fringes sing Radiate with light as birds take flight This is the time to drink in rain droplets from the leaf Speak to your flowers gently They are only here for a while In Spring, bring plenty of blankets for a picnic Warmth is precious Don't step on flowers Sip wine instead Eat sliced French bread with jam Enjoy the wonders carpeted on the grass An open umbrella would be nice To shade the sun To sit and watch the show begin Soft rain comes clinging on the leaf A refreshing mist rolls in No need for speaking June flowers say everything Reality kissed in secret on a whisper

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Date: 5/5/2016 9:08:00 PM
Earl, a lovely, lovely, lovely poem to be shared for all who enjoy the beauty of spring flowers. The descriptions are so vivid. ~ Sonia
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Earl Schumacker
Date: 5/6/2016 6:10:00 AM
Good morning Sonia, Thank you so much for your kind words. I appreciate it. The flowers though, speak for themselves. Have a great day and a wonderful holiday weekend. Earl

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