Under the shade,
Flowers bloom
The sun on their leaves,
Behind the birdbath
Yellow sun drops thrive,
Red lips sway in the playful breeze
Purple friends gaze above
Pink paint drops giggle in the daylight.
Stone children hold a brier orb to the sky
Trees weep for the forgotten
Spring snow grasps to trees with sweet fragrance
Ivy clings to gentle giants,
Ancient ore sword,
On the belfry, defends against a milky sky
A clock announces the time
Back home, we travel
And ivory children
Ands old friends,
Who tower above the ground.
