Beauty of Nature
The colours are numerous, a fusion
mixed like an artists palette ready to paint a masterpiece
each enhances the others as in an embrace
a busy gnome is seen climbing out of the plant pots
trowel in hand, where the colourful impatiens tumble about
The pink and whites of the fuchsias, looking like tinkling bells
alongside the creams and pinks of roses as a bridal bouquet,
make the dahlia, showing burnt orange and peach,look like a glorious dessert,
blending in harmony, with a flowering weeping cherry tree in Tad's memory
sending all my senses into overdrive, lastly my ears to be enchanted by
tinkling sound of the fountains
upliftingly setting the whole thing to music,
as birds sing their thank you's
for this well stocked bird table
Penned 06/07/2014
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