as the moon rises
Goldenberry's garden grows
fancy silver gilt
along the river
she picks pale blooms in the night
like moonbeams they shine
when her baskets full
she drops one sparkling bloom
for the river God
and sings a sweet song
as the river water swells
her laughter fills all
10 comments:
Oh how lovely- I would love to be there...
Me too Patti.Thanks for stopping by. I am glad you liked it.
Melanie
These thoughts lift my spirit to a calm wonderful place.
This is so beautiful and happy..really..loved it..
Thank you Lisa, so glad you liked it.
Melanie
Much thanks Ramesh. Happy you like my Ku.
Melanie
...you have inserted lines that are so lovely and soothing... it's a pleasure to read it again and again...
TC.
>Kelvin
Kelvin, thanks so much for reading my poem I am glad you liked it.
Melanie
quite magical and lovely, I felt as though I was there.
Tammie Lee, It is a secret place in my heart that I love to visit. I am happy you enjoyed it.
Melanie
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