The Bridge Of Enchantment Poem by M Rene Riel
The Bridge Of Enchantment
'I'll cross, I'll cross the bridge, I guess'.
A sparkling dew shimmered a yes,
Pale flowers of yellow, blue and green,
Among their shades movement was seen.
'LOOK', 'A magnificent garden, I spoke,
An enchanted meadow I awoke.
Tall trees that seemed to reach the sky,
Up above sleeping birds began to fly,
The meadow awoke I could clearly see,
Is it possible? I thought was this done by me?
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4/26/2024 1:55:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
''A magnificent garden, I spoke, An enchanted meadow I awoke.'' wonderful metaphor..well written poem..10+++