A summer sun shines steadily on such spicy scented scenery,
As forest fairies frolick frivolously amidst full greenery.
Birds butterflies bees and blooms waft blissfully beautiful,
Making more memorable magic, on the mad mornings so musical!
The wild wondrous whimsicality arises when none's watchful,
So there's no tangible testimony to these totally bashful.
However, historically hidden in the habitual jade habitat,
Fabled fairies frequent sun faceted forests secrets intact!
Oh and rhymes rhymed right up to the rim of the poem there is nary a crime to write or right nothing trite everything tight no fight. Well done
I'd really rather rhyme reasonably often. It's remarkably refreshing. Thanks for the riveting remarks.
Alliteration in its bountiful blended beauty beautifully built. Great poem. I loved the flow so fluently floating effortlessly furnishing the fluid poem to the finality of its finish. Bravo.
Thanks a ton for the thoroughly thrilling things that you just said.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Birds butterflies bees and blooms waft blissfully beautiful, Making more memorable magic, on the mad mornings so musical! Excellent!
Thank you for your positive, sunny remarks.