Where the Pomegranates Grow

Outside the city where lush Lovely pomegranates grow The spring has sprung and flowers show Birds rear their young in tones hushed The lady weeps in a silent Strain, love has left a broken heart In pain, where the pomegranates start To bloom once again, so vibrant Hush my love your chance to shine bright Slipped in on a cloud silver lined A knight so good and deeply kind Caught your tears throughout the long night He sprinkles them upon the air Pomegranate bushes sprang up Their juice forever fill your cup Arise love, his maiden fair Receive his love, freed from despair Outside the city, in rural Terrain. a perfect scene ~mural Where pomegranates grow with flair Inspired by Julia Ward contest A First Line Prompt Written: May 01, 2016 First stanza of "I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud" Written by: William Wordsworth Which is called Lyric Poetry "I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."