
Befriending bumblebees,
watching cloud-shapes come to life,
making majestic the flowering weeds,
the peace around me seeps in when I am outside.



Time may tick, but no manmade clock
interrupts Laura’s la-la land thoughts.
I am one of them, the nature alive in the yard,
no language needed when you are birthed from the stars,
though I do whistle in response to the birds;
in another life, I learned the wordless verses.

Sunlight dances with my frizzy tresses;
soon I will waltz with the summer wind in sundresses.
I don’t need to go far; just don’t make me go in.
I wish to stay longer as princess in this magical kingdom.


Poem and backyard images taken today ©LauraDenise
I shall let you stay in your magical kingdom
With beautiful scenes, and lovely rhymes of rhythm
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beautiful words and pics!
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Stunning!
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That second picture is AMAZING! And the cloud in the third looks like a map of Ireland (on a slight slant). Brilliant! 😊
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