A Picture of Paradise
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A swing, propelled by laughter and giggles,
arcs into the air, reaching for the sky.
And its rope chafes the bark of an old oak,
as flashes of my youth go streaming by.
Evergreens create an emerald hedge
that bestows tranquility to the scene.
And reds, yellows, purples, and pinks abound,
where clusters of wildflowers offset green.
Wild roses, tangled in the undergrowth,
dispense a fragrant perfume all around.
And where lilac bushes sway in the breeze,
violet petals confetti the ground.
A pair of Mallard ducks scurry away
on a pond with a silver mirrored sheen.
And barring a picture of paradise,
this place is the most beautiful I've seen.
A scarlet sun bleeds as daylight departs,
slowly retreating from twilight's attack.
And flowing, like a billion bleeding hearts,
crimson rivers color the edge of black.
(Quatrain)
11/21/2016
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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