MAGIC

 

 

Look up to the white skies.

Magic before my eyes.

White flutters to the ground.

Without even a sound.

Masking the dirt with white.

So pretty and so bright.

If it could remain this way.

A blanket for one more day.

A TOUCH OF PINK

 

A touch of pink in the night.

I do not need too much light.

I grow and bud in the dark.

Please take a walk in the park.

Can you feel me touch your hair?

If you cannot, please come near.

I sprout in the spring for you and me.

A prettier sight you cannot see.

A PLACE FOR ME

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A forest so green and pure,

I want to be there for sure.

Colors to brighten life

without a bit of strife.

This is definitely the place for me,

where I can be as free as I can be.

Pink and yellow flowers fill up the day.

No where prettier I can safely say.

COLORS

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COLORS

A pretty picture to soothe my mind.

Bright colors to make feel happy.

A sprinkle of fireworks.

A bright ray of the sun.

A disco ball of mirrors.

A rainbow of colors.

Takes so little.

So little to make my day.


COLORS FOR MY MIND

COLORS FOR MY MIND

Picture a flower growing from the sea.

Can there be a prettier sight to see?

Blue bubbles of flowers floating ashore.

Who even knows what they are supposed for.

This is what I need for today.

Pastel colors to soothe my stay.

Pinks and blues mix well together.

I can look at them forever.

A ROSE FOR ME

Watch it bloom.
Watch it grow.
The pretty fragrance.
Sweet as perfume.
The beautiful color.
Pink like cotton candy.
Face to the sun.
As innocent as a child.
Soft petals.
Velvet to the touch.

When will it bloom?
How long do I have to wait?
Must I wait for the snow to fall?
Go away, snow.
I’ve had enough.
No more slush.
No more ice for me.

I’m ready for spring.
I’m ready for flowers.
I’m eager to see the first buds.
The first blooms of the season.
How about one little rose?
That would be enough.
Let it bloom.

 

ICY COLD

Ice Fire

Cold.

Icy cold.

Toes are numb.

Fingers are tingling.

I can see my breath.

I can hear the wind blowing.

Whipping past my face.

I’m getting tired.

But I must continue on.

To the top of the hill.

The view is waiting for me.

I can’t disappoint it

or myself.

Only a few more steps.

And…

It has taken my breath away.

The colors.

The sharp edges.

Prettier than a picture.

Perfect in its beauty.

FRESH AND NEW

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Fresh and new.

Fragrant and pretty.

Ready to bud.

Slightly green.

But eager.

Eager for the sunshine.

Eager for the morning dew.

Eager for life.

The perfect way to be.

Good morning pretty flowers.