Pretty cherry
blossoms
blowing on a
gentle breeze.
Sweet scented
perfume
floats on the
air and tease.
An arched
canopy of trees
with luscious
green leaves.
Pretty pink
flowers
pollinated by
fluffy striped bees.
A stroll through
the park,
reflection
is seized.
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The leaves are blowing. Just for me. Twirling swirling. Beneath the tree. They seem so playful. In the breeze. Dancing prancing. Completely free. The colours mesh. So beautifully. Rusty red.
The red of tulips, standing tall beyond the grass, The orange of sunset, the way it glows and fills the sky. The yellow of buttercups, lining the soft grass beneath me.
Warm, soft golden rays of light cascade onto the vividly vibrant earth. lapis lazuli, ruby, amber, jade, and indigo pattern beautiful flowers that gleam like precious jewels.
As the sun peeps over the horizon Night has gone to rest I wonder whether the sun shall shine.
Soaring trees burn with gleaming, copper leaves. Elegantly, swirling on a icy breeze shimmering, bronze leaves dance. Gracefully, nature sprites whisper through the glittering, auburn forest.
The path of mossy ground nestled In between maternal hedgerows, That overgrew atop, dimming down The brilliance of the day.
#acrostic Sugar-sweet like songs of birds, Petals burst in vibrant tune. Rhythmic like a serenade In the golden afternoon. New like fresh-made lemonade, Green grass grows for Spring’s parade.
A sky heaves as gentle kisses fall all around, it brushes over houses before settling on the ground.
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