Buttercup and celandine,
Thrust upwards through the soil.
Tempted by the warm sunshine,
To join the bright trefoil.
These flowers of spring beneath the feet,
Are glorious blooms to view.
Their gentle faces tilt up and greet,
The dawn of each day, new.
Under the trees they're shaded,
From the summer's burning heat.
In splendour they are paraded,
To make the meadows sweet.
So frail and delicate they seem
But their strength is hidden away.
A beautiful creation so supreme,
They hold you in their sway.
How these small plants lift spirits high,
They are a delightful sight.
A pleasure sent to charm the eye,
And such memories to invite.
delightful tribute to spring which names my favourite flower the Celandine
A wonderful depiction of springtime, the imagry is magnificent. The scent of springtime flows generously through this most beautiful piece of poetic bliss. Thankyou Ernestine for such beauty.---Melvina---
A delightfully sunny spring day here, matched so well with the images of your flowers. An all-round winner. Thanks for this piece of loveliness, Ernestine. PS I like the 'graphics' in Sean's comment. Clever. Love, Fran xxx
Your floral skills and passion are evident in this lyrical tribute to nature at her most modest. I can smell the springtime in your words as I enjoy the autumn of the other side of the world. Beautiful poem. love, Allie xxxx
Beautifully written, Yes, these simple flowers certainly raise the spirits when they appear.
Hi Ernestine Truly the words of a florist. My wife is also in the trade and we both enjoy our flowers a lot, a nicely written piece a joy to read thankyou. Kind Regards David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely picture of spring you paint. '10' Andrew x