Our lounge is full of their fragrance...
The sweet smell from the hyacinths, is all around the room.
From a small ceramic bowl they've bloomed,
dispelling dark and gloom.
Perfume from these blossoms, knocks me quite for six,
an optical and olfactory treat,
another of Nature's tricks.
From brown and wrinkled magic bulbls, these flowers always spring,
from God another miracle,
let your heart rejoice and sing!
Poetry by normalil
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Written on 2008-12-14 at 00:33
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Hyacinths.
Hyacinths.The sweet smell from the hyacinths, is all around the room.
From a small ceramic bowl they've bloomed,
dispelling dark and gloom.
Perfume from these blossoms, knocks me quite for six,
an optical and olfactory treat,
another of Nature's tricks.
From brown and wrinkled magic bulbls, these flowers always spring,
from God another miracle,
let your heart rejoice and sing!
Poetry by normalil
Read 1153 times
Written on 2008-12-14 at 00:33
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