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Bluebell Smitten

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At the crack of dawn on a misty May morning 
I meander through the forest as it greets the day 
Inhaling with joy the scents and bouquets
Drinking in the bountiful lush visual array
I stumble upon a carpet of bluebells
Down I lie onto a bed of romantic intent   
Their fragrance beguiles and intoxicates me
I am in a paradise lost heaven sent
I am fatally smitten and enchanted
This is a love that I will never take for granted
The seasons they will inevitably change
And you will take your leave and depart
In the Spring you will abound once more
Until we meet again you will remain forever in my heart

◄ I Need Some Loving Loving

It's June ►


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Tom Doolan

Thu 23rd May 2024 08:20

Thanks for likes - Holden, Stephen G & Stephen A. 👍

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Tom Doolan

Wed 22nd May 2024 10:58

Thanks for likes - Aisha,Rose,Manish & blackrose 👍

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Tom Doolan

Tue 21st May 2024 20:08

Thank you for your kind & generous comments Keith 😊
Thanks for likes -Larisa,Tom,Hugh,Auracle & Ciaran 👍

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keith jeffries

Tue 21st May 2024 10:58

A poem certainly intended for the morning reader as it speaks of beauty and tranquility. When I was a boy there was a dell close to where I lived and in Spring it was filled with blue bells which always entranced me. On entering the dell it was like entering a sacred place, somehow apart from the world about. Your poem has the same effect.
Thank you for this,

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