I walked a mile in the green- - -
.....A meadow near remade
Of Gerber Daisies stalwart stance
.....And the meadow's greenest blade.
Spring came calling 'pon Pink Tulip's breeze
.....Only to remind the dauntless daffodil
That for mile's & mile's of valley view- - -
.....That her Butter Yellow is brightest still.
Spring speaks it's best in colour's shown
.....And in sweet fragrances taken in
Upon a palette of sheer emerald sheen- - - -
.....Where once Winter snow had been.
- - -TheodoraOnken
March 26,2018
Such a sweet poem on spring. Loved its flow and rhyming. Thanks for sharing.
Very beautiful, elegant and perfect rhyming, spring would proud!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful imagery. Great rhyming. Thank you for sharing this poem. I really enjoyed reading it.