Sound of bangles
Floats in the morning air
The sun is behind the foliage
Seems so near and still so far
Fragrance of jasmine
Flits through the morning air
Clouds gather in the horizon
Revealing a lonely star
Leaves play the music
Birds wake up to sweet hums
They rush skywards littering
The earth with colored plumes
Dew drops roll down
Wet blades of grass and vanish
You stand as a goddess in
The garden no one likes to miss
Leaves play music. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Leaves play the music - I loved this line, thank you for sharing this poem. Again you payed a well deserved attention to the nature.