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My Magical Muse đź’•

My Magical Muse đź’•

As azure as the true blue sky on a cloudless summers day

Such a sensational sunshine of an awesome array

A pièce de résistance for an artists perfect portray

Donning walls in the halls of a gallery on display..

As glossy green as those lustred leaves on the Holly tree

Seasonally festive and as prickly as can be

But blessed with round, red berries so beautifully

Hanging in little clusters, for the hungry feathered friends to easily see..
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As yellow as that happy sunshine high up in the sky

so pleasing to the sun worshippers shaded eye

Sending us such wonderful warmth, thus making everything dry

Oh how I wish the summertime would last forever, I sigh…

As rosy, red as yon surreal sunset, scattering over the awesome ocean

Arched on the horizon, bobbing to and fro in motion

My memories of my childhoods are with love and devotion

Living on the shores of the seaside, twas my magical potion…

Awww how I love those shiny, shady hues

So many colours of the rainbow I choose to use

Ruby reds, Emerald greens, yellows and those beautiful blues 

Such a deity of dreaminess that dramatises my magical muse…

 

 

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Jill Tait

Aww Thank you luv ❤️🌹❤️

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