As long as the leaves still hang on the trees As long as the garden are visited by bees I hang on hoping this summer will last forever
Day dreaming
Tag: instant poetry
Forget me not
Such a strange name for a little flower how can one forget this little beauty shining like little blue pearls sprinkled over the green fields of summer
Forest moments
Every time I walk through the forest a new impression catch my eye Hunting details a budding flower funny mushrooms maybe a little frog never boring Every time I walk through the forest a new precious forest moment awaits
Anne Floa 