Blooming Merveilleux

It's Friday and the weather is lovely, not something I've been able to say many times this year so far, but my Rhododendrons are now flowering at long last. So I thought that maybe a poem to remind me of why I love the rain would help.

A blooming poem

all the flowers in the garden
those wild in every field
the pallet of the sky and clouds
each a picture of beauty
does touch the soul
with all that is good
inspire the mind to think
only great thoughts
it is nature which nurtures
the way the world does grow
like the seeds in every field and garden
let the be sowed into every soul

Matthew Holloway

Happy week-end everyone.