I borrowed love from my flowers
in my flower garden, for a little
while, how warm, fragrant, as
they quietly entered, like soft music
in the misty dawn of summer
time..
Love every where inside and out, just
notice the song that flows from
all living creatures, they have a special
note all their own.
The first snow in winter falls, gracefully
each different in shapes and song
as they drop lightly to the frozen
ground.
I borrowed all of natures love for
one season, feeling sensations of
communication and song, through
out time, she sowed her sweet
love in my soul.
By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 11:46 PM UTC
I borrowed love from my flowers
in my flower garden, for a little
while, how warm, fragrant, as
they quietly entered, like soft music
in the misty dawn of summer
time..
Love every where inside and out, just
notice the song that flows from
all living creatures, they have a special
note all their own.
The first snow in winter falls, gracefully
each different in shapes and song
as they drop lightly to the frozen
ground.
I borrowed all of natures love for
one season, feeling sensations of
communication and song, through
out time, she sowed her sweet
love in my soul.
By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)
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