Lady in a Garden

In my garden is a lady

Delicate, sweet and shy,

She paints my world in colours bright,

And sails across the sky.

Her cloak is of many shades:

Purple, violet, blue,

Peacock, white and burgandy,

And clouded yellow too.

She is the glory of the earth,

Not haughty, vein or proud,

A messanger from paradise,

Who hovers like cloud.

The artist who had made the world,

Made us this precious gift,

To make a sunny day perfection,

And our spirits lift.

In my garden is a lady,

Delicate, sweet and shy.

She paints my world in colours bright,

She is a butterfly.

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  • Joyce21Joyce21 Posts: 15,083

    image   I love the delicacy of butterflies.

    SW Scotland
  • A lovely and sensitive poem Laura, it is so easy to miss the simple beauty in life but you have found a beautiful way of reminding all of this pleasure, thanks for sharing image

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