Mother Nature's Floor Poem by Ernestine Northover
Mother Nature's Floor
A sheen of sparkling frost across the grass,
Crisp 'neath the feet.
Sun shafting through the trees, like shining brass,
The rime to greet.
Sleepy, unhurried thaw on bright green blades,
Moist melted dew.
As life begins awakening through the glades,
Day to pursue.
Such startling beauty fills the eyes with awe,
Each glint, a jewel.
Laid out in splendour on Mother Nature's floor,
Constant renewal.
© Ernestine Northover
A beautiful piece of work Ernestine. You really excel with your nature poetry. Going on my faves list for sure. Love, Andrew x
There you go! ! ! Excellent! ! The woman with a keen eye for the woods' delights on a frosty morning...then stays long enough to see the life begin again! Oh, superb, Ernestine, superb! ! Must read! xxelysabeth
You are a master at this kind of poem, Ernestine. It is lovely. Raynette
The Artistress at work....You fleck most pictorial pleasure for the Mind's-Eye' young lass! Magnifico! ~ F. j. R. ~ -02/06/07
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A most engaging picture of the ultimate recycler in action. Danny