Poppy Patch In Stowe Vermont
A patch of poppy red - ascend plumed feet.
The bright and sleepy tome - a fantasy.
Fair abbey’s spark of Stowe, her mirthful beat.
Austria’s grace, forth-cruised amidst the sea.
The cherubim of flowers sweet - my smile.
Awake, a-thrill with music’s score. The hills
Resound in Vermont’s wind. Alive the wile
Of snow-white lace, upon the crowning will
Of God — the protector of faithful fate.
The verve’s exotic blends and citrus scent
Of garden’s bliss - the kiss of love not hate.
A flash of sun - so live these ornaments.
A photo lasts in time and bright of eye.
This brand of brave - a charismatic sigh.
1/21/2019
To learn the fascinating story of the Von Trapp Family:
https://www.trappfamily.com/von-trapp-story.htm
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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