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The Softness of a Pink Camelia





The sweet scented flowers of pink are now blooming
And telling the land that the springtime is here,
For soft and like velvet their petals are glowing
I've waited a lifetime to see them appear.
So still,
The songs of the dawn,
Camelia shines
As a new day is born.
Like skies of the morning their colour enriching
The land with their splendour such joy they do give,
And filling my senses with passion and feeling
A sight I shall treasure as long as I live.
So still,
The songs of the dawn,
Camelia shines
As a new day is born.
The sweet scented flowers of pink look so lovely
While bathed now in sunlight and sprinkled with dew,
As gently the weep silver tears of emotion
Which fall to the ground as the skies turn to blue.
So still,
The songs of the dawn,
Camelia shines
As a new day is born.



August Break 2013



Lorrie said…
Beautiful photo and poem.
Lisa Gordon said…
Beautiful words for such a beautiful flower.
One of my very favorites.
ruthinian said…
Thanks for sharing this lovely photo and inspiring poem. Have a wonderful weekend.

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