Wild flowers blow in the morning breeze,
Surrounded by beautiful butterflies and bees,
Warm is the glow of the dazzling sun,
How lovely this garden of mine has become.
Mountain top glows neath the pretty blue sky,
My silence disturbed as some crows go by,
Noisy are they as they head up the valley,
I then see a Robin,
Some fine twigs he carries.
This is a time when birds build their nests,
This is the moment when nature is best,
Full of the joys of life so it seems,
In my little space,
My garden of dreams.
Jayne Louise Davies
Your 'garden of dreams' sounds DELIGHTFUL. I give four stars. Here in the U.S. I think I've never seen an American Robin's nest which had twigs used in its construction. Dried grass and other soft plant material and mud come to mind. bri ;)
A lovely poem. My favourite two lines are: This is a time when birds build their nests, This is the moment when nature is best. This beautiful poem is POD today. Many congratulations! !
magic moments memories are written into serene quiet appreciation contemplation observation awareness insight into detailed harmony nature infuses into souls of bliss receptive receivers
Thanks all for your lovely comments : ) Much appreciated x
A lovely poem depicting the beauty and wonders of nature. Great images! Congratulations for having this poem chosen as Poem Of The Day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can almost envision sitting in your lovely garden. The scent of lavender is so inviting.
Thank you so much for your kind comment x So appreciated.