Tall Trees Poem by Paul Butters

Tall Trees



Tall trees swaying in the breeze
As colourful flowers adorn cool bowers.
Sylvan beauty everywhere,
So good to see, so great to share.
Pastoral pallets, if that makes sense.
Lofty mountains, jungles dense.

Mother Nature reigns Supreme,
But all I want is some ice cream.
Scorching Summers, don't we love them?
All our troubles, let's rise above them.

© PB 25\4\2018. First two lines written 13\4\2018.

Friday, April 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,scenic,trees
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Paul Butters

Paul Butters

Leeds, West Yorkshire.
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