They burst abreast in fields one April day,
assembled randomly in many rows.
Blue asters, daisies mingled in array
with hand-sown poppies which a farm wife chose.
At base of sloping hill, a slow stream flows,
meandering around the soundless rocks.
While easing by these blooms, it seldom talks.
Not far away a barn sits wearily
with open doors, corral and rooftop green
and there a valley lying silently,
all rolling farmland restful and serene.
God's presence--felt wherever beauty's seen--
astounds all visitors who wander here,
uplifts their spirits; smiles soon reappear.
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Emotions
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Author Notes
This is a tribute to William Wordsworth who often wrote sonnets in this fashion: two stanzas, each seven lines long written in iambic pentameter. The rhyme scheme is ABABBCC DEDEEGG.
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