by Alfred Noyes
Confetti cascading down en masseColoured balloons skyward trailing stringsDaubs of paint across the canvasFireworks and similar thingsPatterns on Mum’s summer dressA work of art in some galleryFlamenco dancers in their frilly dressAll recalled from my memoryCity lights shining so brightStreaming ribbons in her hairThe twinkling of the fairy lightsThe dizzying rides at the fairSuch subtle delicate fragranceSuch pleasure for any eye to seeNature’s own portrait of eleganceThe joyous delight of the sweet pea
What a lovely reply! Such aptly chosen words and phrases too!Thank you!😁
What joy! I love sweet peas and grew them successfully for the first time this year. A bunch can fill the room with perfume and it's such a joy to know that you are meant to pick them! Your lovely photo and poem captures them perfectly.
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