The Orchard Poem by Phil Soar

The Orchard



The orchard looked so colourful as buds began to burst
Acres of pink blossoms, were the sights that I saw first
And as I walked through fields of green, I closed my eyes a while
And all that stood before me, was the reason that I smiled

Thursday, March 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,trees
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