Dorian Petersen Potter
Enchantment - Poem by Dorian Petersen Potter
Colored glasses spinning light,
From tulips blooming very bright,
Bedding glorious beauty past,
As you smiled at me so glad
Blessed Grace by the Most High,
Zaphyr flowers opened wide.
Callas lilies graciously stood,
As Shakespeare, rhymed so well!
Skilled artists painting clouds
Perfect strokes filled the skies.
Dogwoods, juniper and hemlocks
Showing nature's souvenirs' best
Petals rippening airy and fair
Sunny gates facing winds and sun.
Swaying branches high and low
From the mellowed chestnut trees
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