Spring and freshly green,
Frequently and breeze kissed seen,
Leaves verdant imprints.
Blue as the clear sky,
Pale by the suns brilliance,
The playground of clouds.
Tag: green
Tuesday 23/04/19 Bluebells
There where bluebells grow,
So blue among the green trees,
Filling the whole ground.
A wonder to see,
Bluebells in enchanted woods.
The wind whispers too.
“Where is it?” You ask!
Wander across the green bridge,
And follow one path.
Sunday 10/03/19 Teapot
It is green and old,
Says,”I’m a little teapot”.
“Stuck in a grey world”.
I have decided,
To challenge myself daily,
Make a difference.