| General Poetry
posted May 4, 2021
A Nature poem -
OF PRICELESS WORTH
Is any other season quite like spring?
With daffodils in bloom and birds that sing;
When frisky hares begin to leap and run
now Nature's glorious season has begun.
To walk along an English country lane
and smell sweet hawthorn blossom after rain;
A heady scent that's carried on the breeze,
that stirs the leafy canopy of trees.
Red campion and cow parsley ramble free
along the verge of lanes, a sight to see,
when waving in the wind as we walk by;
A scene that is so pleasing to the eye.
The cowslip, bluebell and the meadowsweet,
with woodland violets nodding at our feet;
All spread their colour palette on the earth,
breath-taking beauty and of priceless worth.
To idly rest upon a fence and gaze,
on verdant fields where sheep may safely graze.
A quiet spot to spend some time I find,
and such a peaceful way to calm the mind.
How happy, Oh how fortunate am I
to see the beauty of an evening sky;
When sun, in purple haze, begins to lean
on meadows newly clothed, all fresh and green.
Forever changing is the countryside,
where in their turn plants flourish side by side.
They find again their true place in the sun.
in Springtime, where new growth has now begun.
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