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Natures Art Palette

Butterflies drift in the warm air Ascending to their favourite bush The smell of lavender abounds They stay and savour no need to rush The gardener likes to see them their So a  sugar solution he does prepare Not  just butterflies love this so The hummingbird will  succour too. What a massive canvas is painted By the flowers, butterflies and birds This is what mother nature intended Relying on us to supply the words. Such beauty can be caught by brush But it looks flat without a heart So to all of us I call out Plant a  garden make virtual art. Your rewards will be peace of mind Sitting amongst your flotilla of flowers Shut your eyes, let your nose be the guide Even enjoy the summer showers When winter comes the colours change Purples, yellows and white are there Greens of many hue prevail Different pleasures to impare. Gone the heady perfume smells More delicate fragrances arise Looking at the wintry sun Til the snow falls and hides.   .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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