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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Nature will enlighten you on a range of topics. Never ignore that the earth and the wind both appreciate your naked feet and your hair. By Poet Wake up, the winter wound melted away, Once more, the blooms are enthusiastic. The advent of spring heralds a bold stay, Shout birds are making a thrilled somatic. From the landscape raw pristine is sprouting, Everything in riverscape should be green. What a bright reason to receive a leave, As a tribute to this stunning viewing. Crisp nights and long days need shift of routine, Snatch a deep breath of pure air, then reweave. Confess again your grace and optimism, The whole universe is filled with wonder. Rise, disdain your worries and pessimism, Clear your thoughts and foster a blithe stunner. Simply focus on splendor and fairness, Nature's symphony may also be heard. Brighten your day, the warmth of the sunlight, With pale clouds moving through azure grandness. They rustle as leaves in the trees, green horde, Birds hum their tunes and glide through the air sight. The downpour has stopped, leaving the air clean, While I lay on lawn, my breath is shallow. Close and reveal my eyes, just to be seen, Sense of being in a marooned hallow. But the honey bees humming, brings heart's cheer, As I release my soul, my sense grows free. The scent of ebbing steps is a faint smell, A lush, fresh breeze from a blooming tree, near. Who could touch the wind sans felt its warm spree? As you groove, you'll be lured in by its swell. 2TH PLACE CONTEST WINNER Written: April 28, 2022 Form O- Ode- New poems Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France Theme: Nature Rythme pattern: ababcdecde fgfghijhij klklmnomno Checked by: HMS.COM
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