On a wintry morn, just for a lark,
I went for a morning walk.
All of a sudden I spotted roses bloom.
I stood spellbound watching the hues
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There is nothing like the beautiful flowers God gives us. A very sweet and refreshing poem. Marilyn
Being part of this universe In a limited time and space We dwell in our own Personal desires And affection for few Very nearest. Only when we free ourselves From this personal bond We will enjoy The beauty of nature Which is all set for us, free. In your poem we can see your Good nature. Thank you.