The Poem On The Trumpet Creeper's Painting Poem by Kinsley Lee

The Poem On The Trumpet Creeper's Painting



The trumpet creepers hang on the fence in early day.
At dawn whenever the wind blows, they're sprinkling dews and singing.
Keeping lights their mouths so brighter, in clear summer day.
Without being called, the butterflies themselves are flying and dancing.
(21st, Apr.,2023)

The Poem On The Trumpet Creeper's Painting
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This poem is for writing on a Chang-Su's Painting, titled ' The Painting for trumpet creepers.'
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