A Cupful Of Glory Poem by Walterrean Salley

A Cupful Of Glory



Along a wall grew a green vine,
Winding its way ‘cross space and time.
The vine sported several blooms—
Gloriously colorful and bright.

Purple lilies to morning glories,
How they graced the day;
Their presence was a delight.

In the morning they flourished,
But by evening—were closed tight.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,nature
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