Glory of Garden

Mist veil in haze, winter unwraps, A rejoice raptures in reverie of spring. Amber gold touch of Midas perhaps, Bees and frilled petals in amorous cling. A mystical harmony of beauty serene, Magnolia and tulip, hum for butterfly. Honeysuckle vines, squirrels in between, Yellows and purple, rose cheeks feel shy. Like peacocks bloom, begonia and pansy Palettes of color, lush in vibrant green Perfumed breeze...cadence lily in daisy Petunia with marigold, in rollick are seen. On canvas of soil, lyric paints a picture, Sprouting prose...to poetry and sonnet. Sowing seeds of love, Man nurtures Nature In pride of his sweat, plants glitter on it. The harvest of hoe, conjures a treasure In Glory of Garden, life is born to grow. Landscape of spring, is short-lived pleasure Maxim of death,.. in summer.., do they know? 20th February 2019 Submitted to Garden Poetry Contest Sponsor Chantelle Anne Cooke