The evening has fallen
The stars have brightened
The only path I walk on
Is lined with newly arrived how thorn
How peaceful they look today
Socking in the wind, so gay!
I don’t remember when I saw them last
I shall ask the gardener, if I must
The smell fills me with joy
What a sweet fragrance, oh boy!
The flowers pink and white
Remind me of strawberry delight.
These beauties I think should be left alone
And I must make my way home…
Wonderful expression of words. :-D
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, simply beautiful, K. Loved it from the beginning to the end.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the generous praise! =]
ReplyDeletevery well expressed thoughts..... beautiful one.
ReplyDeleteBTW glad to see u at my Blog... i m honored, really..... hope to see you more often there.... Thnx a lot.
Best wishes,
irfan
Beautiful =)
ReplyDeleteThanks dear!
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