In yonder meadow flowers bloom
cascading hues and sweet perfume...
.
Sunbeams warm a fairy's gift, that...
Love is beautiful semantic
butterfly butterflies with...
In the shadow of an eternal tree
I could see...
You can hear them whisper at night
they do have a voice...
...
We often take for granted
what's most precious...
Needles prick softly along my spine
just before Autumn, pine cones whisper...
The season has come
To sing lullabies...
As I walk my dog through the isolated fields,
I embrace the nature surrounding me...
Draw your bow and arrow
As the way is narrow...
Dawn breaks as she pirouettes
A tiny ballerina on display...