Violets On the Hill
Majesty of color, so rich, my words are still
I gaze upon their beauty, their promise to fulfill
To elevate the senses, to make one lose the will
To forfeit captivation by the violets on the hill
In regal blue and purple vein, to echo lover’s thrill
The whites and pinks of innocence in symbiotic drill
In scarlet reds, a theatre of nature’s palette, twill
I think I'll know forever, the violets on the hill
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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