The Purple Pleasure
Sunny morning---
the last dew drop
still clings to a flower
a tiny rainbow
on its wings---
a busy humming bird
the purple pleasure
from flower to flower---
dripping nectar
breakfast table---
sweet sound and scent
filling the air
By:kash poet
Date: 23rd April 2012
Copyright © Kash Poet | Year Posted 2012
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