Violet Valley

A poem about Violet Valley.

Violet Valley

Never dying violets.

Smell better than usual.

A trickling stream.

From the water fall.

A cave of bats.

The color of the rainbow.

Full moon above.

Surrounded by glistening stars.

Lush green grass.

And fruit trees everywhere.

Surrounded by beauty.

Mountains one way.

Forests another.

Violet Valley.

Is a beautiful place.