Total Volantly

I went for a walk this morning total volantly plan to pick flowers in my backyard no one forced me there are so many flowers now spring is just over almost in the middle of summer, oh so many beautiful shades in red total volantly they viewed not bad and the fragrance, ah so unique their tiny movements, so rhythmique you can see they are also in huge glee with my visit to them, total volantly almost all flowers greet me and try their best you notice that in the way they swing with the wind total volantly the homy birds seem to enjoy too, I notice that from their singing so parmantly and total volantly I asked the adorning red rose to come home with me, she smiled seductively but shook powerfully no I went to the weaky asters, but they hang so bad already, then the beautiful jasmine still so happy and fresh and what a lovely scent, she's doing her utmost best I can see her frivolous bend her pretty sweet scent to the distant neighbours' land I already understand why most flowers don't want to be picked? they are not accustomed to that gesture picking flowers just for pleasure since I 've never done that before I went for a walk this morning total volantly no flowers picking but heard my homy birds singing at their best so no flowers plucked in my backyard their several lovely colours, nodding in the breeze, they grow in my backyard in full colours and scents that's my true greatest reward © Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved