The azaleas blushed
in the southern wind
many different shades
a beautiful blend
Underneath the old trees
whispering stories of old
come relax beside me
a new story to be told
Look upon the beauty
become part of the tale
imagination and dreams
leaning against a hay bale
Clouds passing by
soft waves can be heard
a relaxing afternoon
feeding the birds
A new aroma swirls
in the air
the wonders of barbeque
a grand affair
Dozing off
till time to eat
the cool grass is
tender to my feet
A blushing bloom falls
waking me up
leaving this serenity
blessings fill my cup
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
A surprising poem. This is keyed in on the natural beauty of the environment utilising it to give a real sense of place.
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Thank you. Nature is a wonderful and fun thing to write about. Thanks for reading.
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Congratulations human. This poem is featured in this week's Muxxybot poetry curation post.https://steemit.com/curation/@muxxybot/muxxybot-poetry-curation-21
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