Mother Nature ~ A Sonnet
Fair lady, your youth I do behold
while April showers fill the pristine air
and Cupid's bow aims skyward among colors bold
greeting blooms of May in tempestuous flair.
Fields of flowers dance as wispy grasses sway
in greens, pinks, blues, 'round every valley turned
merrily, petals meet the beauty of each day
and June begins to peak as summer's visage burns.
Trees and leaves of every kind bow down in solitude
touching sweet virgin's tears as tumultuous winds doth blow
calling out to Autumn's fire, she sovereignly salutes
God's patchwork quilt woven in September's golden glow...
...and dreaded thoughts of Winter's chill frigidly unwinds
the hand of mother nature's reasoning with seasons of all time.
Editor, Celebrated Thoughts © 2007-2008
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America's true reflection is combined with nature's beauty.
True comfort, security and solace can be found right in
America's backyard, one need only to come in contact with
all of the senses, through our hearts, where we can connect
in a more spiritual and divine way of life.