Spring Garden
Spring arise in gallantly through ardor
In the wake, hints still left from cold winter.
In a garden green fashion for my eyes
Alone, it brings fullness of repose with
Sweet quiet sound blessed by time, forbearance,
And nature's brown earth. Butterflies flitting
From flower to flower in airy lithe
Movement then random scatter elsewhere to
Perennial space as light of day fades.
6/10/2020
Poetry Contest: Garden
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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