The bird and it's nest.

I looked out my window
and saw you there
holding that thistle like it's
in a snare
Your beak works so busily
to build your winter's den
Never just knowing when you
will need it then.

- Kay Lyn

Pretty pink rose, oh so pure
Your delicate fragrance I adore
Timeless rose ever so dear
It's nice to have you always near


-  Kay Lyn

How do I explain you
you are always here
Always so ever green,
even when you are bare
Your berries are pretty
Your prickly leaves can bring a tear
You are one of nature's beauty
to me always my dear

Kay Lyn