As the wind gently blows,
the emerald leaves on the trees;
And the rain will continue to fall,
through the passages of time;
As will the sun gently bathe,
an abundance of flowers;
Mother nature’s splendours,
will brighten up the hours.
© 2015
Brian J Stafford
As the wind gently blows, the emerald leaves on the trees; Beautiful imagery and nice fall of rain drops make this poem really special.10.
Mother Nature certainly does brighten the hours. Well-chosen words to describe a lovely season.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Lover your gentle imagery and light-hearted passage of time with mother nature. Great poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn