May 2015
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An echo floats on clouded skies
of charcoal misted silver streams
Above an arbor full abloom
in Jasmine breaths and rose hip dreams
Below the green of nature’s born
a bed of petaled slippers lie
On stones to paint a garden path
in whispered fragrance for the eye
Butterflies now dance the breeze
fluttered steps through marigold
Lilac filtered harmonies
bound of every story told
With lavender and lily smiles
along a fence of woven vine
Come walk with me where flowers play
*within this garden to be mine
An echo floats on clouded skies
of charcoal misted silver streams
Above an arbor full abloom
in Jasmine breaths and rose hip dreams
Below the green of nature’s born
a bed of petaled slippers lie
On stones to paint a garden path
in whispered fragrance for the eye
Butterflies now dance the breeze
fluttered steps through marigold
Lilac filtered harmonies
bound of every story told
With lavender and lily smiles
along a fence of woven vine
Come walk with me where flowers play
*within this garden to be mine
Good morning
