N a T U R E - Ramblings
Wind e c h o e s through tangled emerald trees,
and God has painted me a beautiful sky,
a masterpiece of swirling and twirling clouds.
All around me NATURE is wondrous,
and I touch a perfect wild marigold growing sweetly.
oh tendrils of a vine, I l o v e ,
your twisty way of meandering, curling and twirling.
And the FOREST is a rhapsody lovely,
with birds of all kinds calling from hidden places near,
I pause and listen to their symphony,
the highs, lows and the s h r i l l s and trills,
and the silent waiting for an answer.
Here a beautiful wild ROSE, how I wish to pluck you my dear,
but to do so would mean your sad d e a t h.
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Re-write from September 2, 2015
(Nature Heals)
Verse
Contest 219, Tenth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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