IF LEFT ALONE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
On a hill top
Stands a flower pot
Full of colours
To give joy to others
Then a lilac tree
Planted by me
The blossomed we can see
Purple fragrance
Next to the rickety fence
Then a pasture of cows
Mosey on down
To where the stream flows
I’m not sure where it goes
For a seat, there’s a log cut
Where there’s a wild rose
And the grass grows
It’s so quiet you can hear the sounds
Of your heart beet
Nothing noisy all around
Life is so complete
The clouds fly
I smile
They don’t fall down I wonder why
Sitting here I do learn
As the bird enjoys a worm
Having to be careful
As the bees may swarm
How precious is life
I wish I could stay here forever
Hills of purple heather
As long as it is glorious weather
I don’t have a care
in the world
Butterfly bridges
Buddleia breezes
Maize covered ridges
Summertime wishes
Nature’s kisses
Left over puddles
Orange suns cuddles
Who cares what’s in fashion
This is my passion
At one with the world we were given
If left alone it could be heaven
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