poem on topic nature
Answers
Bloom
I want to tell you
about the sunflower I found
on the sidewalk yesterday.
It is wilting and curled and gorgeous
and knows it. I want to age like that,
never forgetting my own beauty,
never forgetting how to say bloom.
Answer:
If I would take a brush and paint the
mountains and the moors,
I would splash the hillsides yellow and
cover them in gorse.
I'd take the finest needle and the
darkest thread of green
And sew a line if bracken along the
landscape in - between.
I'd lay a purple carpet of wild heather
in the bells
And fringe the edge of all the woods
With their pretty lilac bells.
I'd merge the bracken with the
heather, mix their colours like the sea,
A green and purple ocean on my own
rich tapestry.
Then I'd take a ball of soft , white wool
and stitch a mass of daisy chains
Around the lush green meadows and
Up the sides of winding lanes
I would stencil on the marshes, just
like pure white China cups,
Some fragile water likes and by the
Ponds , sweet buttercups.
I'd mix orange , red and yellows
Planting poppies wild and free
Onto nature's colored canvas , my
Own rich tapestry.
Explanation:
This poem is written by -
LESLEY ELAINE GREENWOOD.
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