Wildflower Meadow
I love to meander a wildflower meadow
on a warm sunny summer day ...
oh, how the flowers dance and sway
and I stop to pick a bouquet
as daisy, bellflowers and aster say hello
and so lovely are the lupine
they entice like a purple wine
and everywhere the pansies twine
and before me a field aglow like a rainbow
with bright blooms growing in all hues
the gold, the purple, and the blues
colors mingle flow and suffuse
now, I rest in the field where the lovely blooms grow
the marigold, yarrow, wild thyme
and I dream a daydream sublime
on a day in the summertime ...
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April 01, 2022
Poetry/Rhyme/Wildflower Meadow
Copyright Protected, ID 04-144-887-01
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, A Brian Strand Standard
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 04/04/2022
First Place
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