Little petal’s white on the grass
They have been thrown – simply to pass
Noble peacock’s call in the grove
They have been reared – only to rove
Tender lamb’s black on the green
They have been bred – plainly to wean
Gentle mother’s tears on the face
They have been sent – purely to brace
Greater grief will lapse in season
It has been cast – surely with reason
The imagery & the attention to details created an elevating experience for me as a reader. Keep it up with your glorious words! 😊
Sorry I havent been on here for a while, but thank you so much for your encouraging words!
Pleasure was all mine. 🙂
Envisioning the small things of life as well.
Thank you, yes lest we not forget 🙂
Which is important.
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THOUGHTS…TO BE HAD.
A hearty thank you Jonathan, for continiously following my posts, reblogging them. and bringing new people to my blog!