May 2019
There among the flowers
lay pen and paper
crossed legs and bent back
pouring over rhymes and syllables
there a poet lays
There the flowers are poetry
the world surrounding is bliss
where petals become words
and the bird songs write lines
and inspiration is at every head tilt
lay pen and paper
crossed legs and bent back
pouring over rhymes and syllables
there a poet lays
There the flowers are poetry
the world surrounding is bliss
where petals become words
and the bird songs write lines
and inspiration is at every head tilt
I love spring, I'm so happy that it's finally here. I want the flowers to bloom so I can lay among them. I want to lay in the garden and write among the flowers again soon!
