Like confetti at a wedding
Like sugar strands upon a cake
Flowers grace the path I'm treading
All the way around the lake.
In a garden frilly roses
Ready for the ball tonight
They will be the fairies' dresses
Turned to silver in starlight.
Purple thistles soft and warm
Bending gently in the breeze
Standing proud and full of promise
For any hopeful passing bees,
Angie
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What a joyful poem and what amazing photos! Die u take them all?! Well done Angie 😃
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