PINK SATURDAY
IN REBECCA'S GARDEN
Clad in all its rich regalia,
In the summer in Australia,
Here we see a charming dahlia,
Opening in the sun.
Petals merge both pink and yellow,
In a scheme both bright and mellow.
Each bloom vying with its fellow
To be 'the one.'
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THE LONG WHITE CLOUD
(Written before Australia's terrible floods last year!)
We visited the Land of the Long White Cloud about a year ago;
New Zealand, a land of plenty, where everything seems to grow.
Australia is often a golden brown, when drought is holding sway,
And so we love to visit that green haven 'across the way'.
A quick flight over the Tasman and we find ourselves surrounded
By fertile acres, rolling streams and fecundity unbounded.
But the Kiwis have to pay a price for all their moisty mist;
They get an awful lot of rain while we are so sun-kissed!
Here you see The Long White Cloud, which looks distinctly grey!
I'll visit that South Seas Paradise, but I don't intend to stay!
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1 comment:
blooming flowers and poems are always a pleasure.
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