Frosty Touch Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Frosty Touch
As the first frost of winter,
places its mark.
My garden lies silent,
I'm up like a lark.
For it's a bright morning,
A pure delight,
Not a cloud in the sky,
It's a natural sight.
I hear the birds singing,
A chorus so sweet,
A robin appears,
right there on my seat.
I've used many words,
that I put to the test,
But there's three words i love,
Nature Is Best.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem was a pure delight to read! Such wonderful imagery, bright colors and vibrant hues displayed in a collage that well portrays a lovely spring morning! Nature Is Best indeed! That butterfly picture is absolutely gorgeous! Thank you for this all around very lovely poem!
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8/28/2026 10:44:54 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
What a wonderful poem! ! ! Filled with lovely and vivid expression, a true pleasure to read! ! ! Thank you for blessing all of us with this wonderful poem : )