Robin song

In praise of Him who crafts Nature's delight,

Where winds and venues dance with Robin's song,

To you, dear rose, my admiration takes flight,

In your dewy petals, I forgot all along.

A wanderer, quite weary, by your Eden passed,

Found rest in your shade, though brief it may be.

Your scenes are more vibrant, in beauty amassed,

Oh, yet I fear your allure, a beguiling thief.

Earth herself rejoices in your fragrant bloom,

A festival of colors held on hilltops' crest.

Here, quite eager, I await, in nature's room,

To choose a bride among flowers, the best.

The glaciers move to release streams of dew,

Below, life's striving, little peace flows through.

©Affaq / fireversonnets 

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