The Blossoming Meadow
The Blossoming Meadow Interspaced between the delicate daisies, Pretty purple poppies bloom in the meadow. Across the several stretched-out, vast valleys, The sun casts its rays down in a warm yellow. The fragrance of the flowers wafts through the breeze, And the entire atmosphere is set aglow. Wish I could be part of nature’s fantasies, Drowned in the sweet voice of the singing swallow. *** Poetry Form: