Beauty's sad sad truth
A fading newborn flower
Colors Heaven's roof
The invisible deer
Thrive in wooded regions
Sparkling to my eye
Rose touches cheek
Like flute overpowers lip
Of tomorrow's child
Nonsense seldom true
Brings happiness to pine trees
Swaying in the breeze
Sprouting buds of Spring
Leftovers of things reborn
Shape the noise of Love
Dance butterfly wings
Seize control of destiny
Never fly backward
Green grass lifts my thoughts
To the sky pointing upward
Meeting raindrops there
A well conceived and nicely thought-out poem. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Richard and do remain enriched.
This a beautiful poem on beauty having thrilling expression with groovy collocation. I want to quote.... Sprouting buds of Spring Leftovers of things reborn Shape the noise of Love Thanks for sharing.10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very wonderful piece of writing. I enjoy reading it. keep writing