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FORSYTHIA FOR CYNTHIA The overwhelming pleasure I feel Beholding yellow forsythia shrubs on a hill, Golden bell clusters of varied thickness and length Decorating landscapes, like sweet hyacinth. The overwhelming treasures I see As forsythia envisions our daughter to me, Cynthia, who spreads joy in our lives each day, Forsythia, spring's renewal, a special way. No artist portrays the beauty abound When forsythia, daffodils, tulips surround. 'Tis an overwhelming spreading arch scene -- Cynthia pictured standing somewhere between An exquisite array of nature's most brilliant display, The sweetest of all, our most fragrant bouquet. |
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This sonnet just won second prize in England, and will appear in the book
SEASONS GREETINGS by Sycamore Publishing.
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