I walk the garden trails with ease
Accompanied by a summer breeze
On paths lined with flower and tree
In greetings do they bend to me
Bowing low they seek a boon
The gentle rains of afternoon
And each flower of every form
Dance and sway within the storm
Receiving each and every kiss
Bestowed upon them by the mist
Glistening in their finery
Is how they send their thanks to me
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Author:
Rhan Sterling Henry (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Nature
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Comments1
A lovely descriptive well imaged poem of nature. It felt care free and coincidentally very much like mine today. A fave
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