Written by: nette onclaud

Dew drops of sunlight hum on sills As Mother Nature trails, to flow, Yearning for hours of her laced glow Dreams swirl in times of enchanting thrill. Rare like my inspired mind for life's refill Effervescent aisles run where blue lilacs grow; And to saunter in new worlds I'll never know My, freely riding with tassels of wind, mellowed. Weightless then, I tiptoe on sand One to wonder on her strips of gold. Naming each leaf that curls up to rest Dressed in fabric of glossy strands; Ever gracious, earth’s harvest brims twofold Reeling, I am fed by musings' honeyed fest! *Acrostic and Italian Sonnet ------ You Are My Inspiration Contest of Patricia Ellis By nette onclaud