Under the Silver Birch tree,
A plethora of Yellow Lilies I see,
Where the ducks swim past a glittering stream ,
Warm with the first rays of the sun beam.
Sunny mornings with clear skies ,
Under the Mantle of blue,
flocks of birds chirping melodious lullabies.
Twitching chirrup from the Golden showers ,
Oh! Jacaranda blooming with Purple and Violet flowers ,
rolling such a beautiful carpet stretch into a natural artistic sketch .
The fresh morning dew, alight with pretty crystal clear view .
Passing herbage with shades of lovely greens ,
Creating impeccable and serene nature's scenes .
I lust into the laps of nature onward ,
An exhilarating journey with my beloved !
© Mrunalini Nimbalkar
Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 4:33 AM UTC
Under the Silver Birch tree,
A plethora of Yellow Lilies I see,
Where the ducks swim past a glittering stream ,
Warm with the first rays of the sun beam.
Sunny mornings with clear skies ,
Under the Mantle of blue,
flocks of birds chirping melodious lullabies.
Twitching chirrup from the Golden showers ,
Oh! Jacaranda blooming with Purple and Violet flowers ,
rolling such a beautiful carpet stretch into a natural artistic sketch .
The fresh morning dew, alight with pretty crystal clear view .
Passing herbage with shades of lovely greens ,
Creating impeccable and serene nature's scenes .
I lust into the laps of nature onward ,
An exhilarating journey with my beloved !
© Mrunalini Nimbalkar
26/03/2022
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