As the hot summer ends and autumn falls,
I hear the meadow lark give me his call.
Beauty is splayed through hues great color
and the sun, the sun, though elegant, grows duller.
Magnificence grows deciduous trees,
their graceful beauty somehow shines on me,
leaving a smile grand in my true shine,
causing others jealousy to now find.
AH! If only their eyes would open up,
this wonder could be theirs to sometimes cup.
Yet, their blindness comes from within their soul,
while they make hatred, not loving, their goal.
So, my friend, join me in elegance now,
if you need my help, I will show you how.
Author notes
will work on this more after church
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration Only by Nature Song.
525 points, ended May 17, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I really love the image you paint with your words.
beautifull poem, good luck.
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'Magnificence grows deciduous trees,
their graceful beauty somehow shines on me,
leaving a smile grand in my true shine,
causing others jealousy to now find'
It grows from the trees, beauty shines on me send a smile to my face! Lovely stanza..Good luck in the contest. ~Sie
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