Some colors are of themselves Adequate proof of God. 

Graceful dancerBathed with sunshine.Yellow sequins Make your crown.Dance the liltingPrairie wind-song,Underneath theSummer sky.

You grace the dusty roadsideCovered with pearlsLike the bodice of a bride's dressYour maids beside you wearing green satin.Pearls bursting in the sunshineEach becoming suddenlyLike baby's breath in the bride's bouquet,A tiny bright white blossom.Your blooms moonlight white, pure white, And perfumed softly Like the sheer net of the bride's veilAnd her taffeta petticoats.Summer snowflakes, holding each otherEach... Continue Reading →