‘Admire my lady’

by | May 26, 2010 | Poetry | 0 comments

Admire my lady sweet and fair,
beneath sky’s silhouetted gaze,
as gentle winds caress her hair,
and crimson roses tint her face.

She steps with soft and lightly tone,
and smiles at each discarded sound
of trees whose branches sigh and groan
as leaves regale the very ground.

She whispers to the lazy sun,
for shards of gold to greet the day
THEN Spring lifts silver skirts to run,
and vibrant blooms come out to play.

My lady smiles upon sweet earth,
as Dawn strides over Eastern sky
paints crimson hue for all she’s worth
bids Springtime past a fond goodbye.


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