The colors of summer
call out from the meadow
come play with us today.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
The colors of summer
call out from the meadow
come play with us today.
Good morning. Enjoy your day. Thank you for brightening mine.
Rita! I’m so glad you drop by here.
Hi. Your poem and photo capture the allure of a field of wild flowers in summer! Jane
Love the poem, definitely fits the photo.
This looks like my back field! Great poem, and, I have been out playing.
this is so lovely! 🙂