My garden grows with little help from me,
Displaying twenty shades of verdant hue,
In awe, I bow to beauty, simplicity,
That a “Kiss of the Sun” can do.
The daffodils and lilies get their clue,
From nature’s thawing earth and sunlit days,
To pop, precision-like, gay impromptu,
A feast for humble eyes on which to gaze.
Each spring the orchestration tunes to play
its symphony, profound, for human hearts,
To feel, to hear, to see the vast display,
Nature’s palette, infinitesimal art.
A patchwork quilt of lushness now unfolds,
Creation’s beauteous blanket for the soul.
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