No Cold Feelings
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Ernestine Northover
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Look to the fields and fill the eyes
with nature's perfect feast,
Meadows full of a wild array
of treasures unreleased.
Clusters of daisies, broom and sage
displaying lovely hues,
Violets, thrift and lady smock,
enhancing splendid views.
Precious creations of natural beauty
in our landscapes lie,
These variations our vision explores,
and new marvels we espy.
The air, the space and the freedom,
are found in these plush leas,
No cold feelings of confinement,
for they're only there to please.
A place for plants to mingle
and grow at their own pace,
Lifting their heads to greet the sun,
its warmth to thus embrace.
To spend an afternoon or two
in a verdant mead, you'd see,
Diverse flowers in their multi colours.
Such a treat for the honeybee.
© Ernestine Northover
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