Patricia and Lady Fidget Live Is SW Ontario Canada.1 hour, 17 minutes ago
Sprinkles of dust glide upon sunbeams,
Little spiders adrift in the gentle breeze.
Blow flower pieces scatter in the sky,
Upwards swiftly on wings of a butterfly.
Cheeks rosy and warm, their eyes so bright,
Only the pure can see this sight.
To let your heart look through your eyes
A simple sunbeam becomes a surprise.
One may see the simplest light,
With love and serenity another delight.
Intertwined, meshing a beautiful flow
For all above becomes Summer Snow.
Never to melt, but whisper away
Returning upon tomorrow's sunray.
Have a fantastic day. XX
Sept.16
Little spiders adrift in the gentle breeze.
Blow flower pieces scatter in the sky,
Upwards swiftly on wings of a butterfly.
Cheeks rosy and warm, their eyes so bright,
Only the pure can see this sight.
To let your heart look through your eyes
A simple sunbeam becomes a surprise.
One may see the simplest light,
With love and serenity another delight.
Intertwined, meshing a beautiful flow
For all above becomes Summer Snow.
Never to melt, but whisper away
Returning upon tomorrow's sunray.
Have a fantastic day. XX
Sept.16
