Sitting In The Sun Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Sitting In The Sun
warmth floods over me
when blue flowers are climbing
sage red rose timing
sitting on the stairs
in sweet caress of warm winds
gold noon never ends
sitting among scents
under lemon chiffon clouds
in butterfly crowds
soaking saffron sun
as purple martins sing soft
wealths of rich gold caught
I appreciate your taking the time to share your kind thoughts.
The splendour of a winter morning painted in beautiful words. Lovely poem
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Bravo Just love it TFS Evelyn
Thank you for your lovely words of encouragement and delight.