'New Life' by Trish |
I'm hypnotizd by Spring, its new life, energy, power.
The Love creeper sleeps until winter's last hour,
Winter frosted, tears, tremble and slip away,
Buds appear, green springs forth, nature is at play.As earth tilts towards the sun, embracing new warmth,
Growth becomes abundant, as more and more is born.
Wonderous days are coming, a festival of colors arrive,
A Wedding Bush, blooms, its scented flowers thrive
A Snowy carpet of soft mist, a myriad of hues in lilac,
Shades of yellow amber, scatter their treasure back.
Upon the bronze iridescent blooms, and naked sun orchid,
Spring has our bushland aglow, a brilliant paradise orchard.
Tushie
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