Adorned in its glory,
A heavenly story.
Bliss, its inventory
Makes the mind feel hoary
With hope and no worry;
Prompts one in a hurry.
In a world of flurry
Where creatures are furry
And the folks are airy.
Its bright hue does vary
And gleams like a fairy,
Milky like a dairy.
Makes the mind feel hoary, Lets hope the mind becomes more seasoned like a ripe fruit waitig to be picked. Angelgreetings from Friesland Boomfriend Ruerd
hey liked the rhymes very musical..nice short and sweet verse indeed... thanks for this one 10++
i think i will agree to the comment of mr noel horlanda
well, this is a nice poem well done but a little bit short short and sweet!
no story there; well 'you said only about'...good word play there Obinna...cleverly written piece...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again this is nicely written, flawless, and nicely calculated rhythm and a tint of imagery. thanks...