Spring blossoms pink rays of reds
Cobalt blue burst of lavender purple
Twins of heavy deep geometric purple
The splendour in the grass has patterned his Escher of life
Grand flowers it's powder pink leaves handing down
Little cups of pink
Little pop of purple with a dark pink heart
Hanging lavender light lavenders green
Sweet fur covers their life
Their whites are still folded
Oh how its catches the light and the wind
The umbrella seeds are about to fly
Magical mystery of the bud oh who are thou?
Watercolour tips of golden green hearts
A burst of brushing powder pink cluster
The greeting of the morning sun has me blushing amber
Soft mauve in sweet rosé gritty flowers
The buds turns red and the pink emerges
Golden beige is the end of winter
Where edged green meet red leaved aubergine
A new bright red dawn
A forrest fire is bursting with light
Hang in there fuchsia!
Cluster buds of cherry fuchsia of red
Splendour in the rose
Sparkling pink specs the backdrop
Pink blossoms blue skies
Out of focus I'll grow and show
Ruby that red baby!
The suns has kissed it's tops
We're talking
You'll wait I will emerge
It's because I'm happy I raise my arms
The old has wisdom while it shows it's wittiness
In
Meandering trough nature, the golden ratio
Leathery leaves show the lines of times
From the undergrowth they rise
These burst of white spots have me scattered
Hulst it is Christmas in spring
The light shade of green creams the white
Lanterns in white
The lilac emerges long
From the grass we flower
From the green emerges the yellow heart
Sweet white butter cups
Look at my stems
The collective creamy white
The explosion in hues of white and cream
Doing a group therapy sun greeting
It's alive alive
Shooting up with fire amber greens
Balls of light cluster trough
Crowing out golden abundance
Little pops of golden trough the prickle
The buds that shine
Like a mini lily
Dandy is the lion
Yellow is coming out
The yellow fire
the green cascades
The big heart leave
the little forrest hunter
The fragrance pops out
Like an anemone with a big yellow hart
Like the arachnoids he grows
The bug life
The flowers the differ secret
Hanging cups with micro flowers
Hanging cone shaped seeds
The secret world of moss
Little white flowers rising upwards
Caching light green
Furry leaves turning white
It all branches out
Green ribbing
Ruby read treasures amongst patched leaves of greens
A bit of Christmas in spring fires up
