It was red all around
But unlike, the grumpy gals
During their cycles
This one was just beaming.
Like a young gal in love
Giggling all the way
Oblivious to the glances of
Suitors who had lost out
I found a stone
Right at the base
An open invite
For a moment to steal by
Looked to me, strewn there
In shades of reds,
Them, the smiles all around
For she is cheerful forever and more
A picture that etches
Its own moment in time
It was red all around
Yes, reds, all around.
A picture that etches
Its own moment in time
It was red all around
Yes, reds, all around.
The red epresent beauty and symbolizes joy.
ReplyDeleteTo be seated under this awe inspiring tree is a joy...a picture as always that is worth a thousand words.
A beautiful poem showing a metaphorical image and feelings to the reader.
Thanks aunty. Thats a nice reading..
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