Mike Gentile Poet Rhyme

My Forsythia

She was called Forsythia
     Born on the first of spring
Hair spun of yellow gold
     Her presence made us sing

New life on horizon
     In beauty may she grow
Radiant diviner
     Perennial tableau   

She was called Forsythia
     We love our Golden Belle
Casting love in the sun
     She has us in her spell

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Pandita Sietesantos May 2, 2018 at 3:11 PM I love this dedication to a lovely lady named Forsythia! I have lots and lots of them growing in my yard! They are so attractive and easy to root so I make cuttings and just stick them in soil to grow bushy and beautiful! Best regards. Pandita Mike Gentile May 2, 2018 at 3:56 PM Thank you Pandita, I really love them as well, they are just so beautiful xxoo Happy Wednesday !

Warren Doll April 3, 2018 at 5:13 PM I love forsythia and this poem. Happy Spring. Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 5:29 PM Thanks for your visit Warren!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart April 3, 2018 at 3:19 PM Beautiful piece Mike! :) xomo Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 5:29 PM Thank you xxoo

Heidi Sands April 3, 2018 at 9:51 AM So beautiful Mike! :) Nice to read today. Happy Tuesday :) Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 10:09 AM Happy Tuesday to you too, Heidi, and thank you as always xxoo

Silent One April 3, 2018 at 9:42 AM Beautiful bright saffron flowers.. Enjoy them.. Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 10:09 AM I really do love them, Thanks SO !!!

Tom Cunningham April 3, 2018 at 9:27 AM After the grey of winter colourful flowers are a welcome sight in the garden. Lovely verse Mike. Tom Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 10:09 AM Thank you Tom !!

Vijay Pandit April 3, 2018 at 9:17 AM Simply beautiful! Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 10:08 AM Thank you Vijay!!

Jan Allison April 3, 2018 at 8:14 AM I'm enchanted by your poem mike and it took me back to my childhood as we had a lovely bush of forsythia in the house where i grew up:-) hugs Jan xx Mike Gentile April 3, 2018 at 8:43 AM I'm so glad it brought a happy memory, where would be without those xxoo