WILD FLOWERS
I love to see the wild flowers,
How they blossom and bloom,
I could watch them for hours.
Each and every one is unique,
Leaves of green,
Petals so delicate,
Gently swaying and dance in the breeze,
Soft whispers can be heard,
Surrounded by woodlands and beautiful trees.
Wild flowers appearing,
Brightening up dull areas, everywhere,
They colour the earth,
Makes us stop and appreciate, that they are there.
How wonderful nature can be,
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL!!
Copyright © Daisy Meadows | Year Posted 2025
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