Brian J. Stafford

Gold Star - 5,463 Points (10th February,1951 / Manchester, England)

Summer - Poem by Brian J. Stafford

As the wind gently blows,
the emerald leaves on the trees;
And the rain will continue to fall,
through the passages of time;
As will the sun gently bathe,
an abundance of flowers;
Mother nature’s splendours,
will brighten up the hours.


© 2015
Brian J Stafford

Topic(s) of this poem: summer


Comments about Summer by Brian J. Stafford

  • (4/14/2015 8:12:00 PM)


    Lover your gentle imagery and light-hearted passage of time with mother nature. Great poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/29/2015 4:45:00 PM)


    As the wind gently blows, the emerald leaves on the trees; Beautiful imagery and nice fall of rain drops make this poem really special.10. (Report) Reply

  • (3/29/2015 10:51:00 AM)


    Mother Nature certainly does brighten the hours. Well-chosen words to describe a lovely season. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015



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