Such riches I have known beyond compare
Which neither gold nor sapphire could outshine;
The scent of honeysuckle in the air
Or velvet touch of newborn skin on mine.
My senses have rejoiced at the array
Of tantalising tastes and sweet perfumes.
Each season bears its own unique display
And year on year God's providence resumes.
And oh what stunning sights and stirring sounds
Uplift the soul to transcendental heights.
A tapestry of richest hue abounds
In all of nature's manifold delights.
' Ilmo My Mom 06-24-29-08-04-09--90Th Heavenly Birthday--The Most Beautiful Sonnet Poetry Contest' : Sponsored by: William Kekaula
Favourite Poem from June 2019 or July 2019 Poetry Contest - Julia Ward
Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2019
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