Dancing through the Garden
Has jumped its fence
Seeding itself in the sun.
It ran through the daisy's,
White as snow, and Iris
With its bearded flower.
Purples and pink,
The primrose danced
Into the dragons snapped in two,
Into the phlox,
Colored in purple
And danced the day away.
The thyme, spared not
The primrose march,
As summer grew it's tiny bloom.
Clematis, majestic and free,
Found primrose sleeping
On its stringy feet,
Wandering in the sedum,
On its way to the lilac,
Primrose swirls and prances,
And nestles this season,
So gentle and silent,
In the shaded arms
Of heather and rose,
To rest this season,
While dancing in summers race.
Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2006-06-17 at 18:18
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