Views of the BarossaA Poem by B.J"Snow drops" like snow flakes, Dance across the hills, Float across the valley, Winter breezes circle a valley, Little white flowers, Float in the air, Sprinkles of green, Flikr among the white, Floating on air gracefully, The hills and valley's, Hide so many treasures, While making their entrance for winter and spring, Bees dance and hover, Gathering pollen, busy little bees, During winter and spring, Careful though, Bulbs hidden in the darkness, Hold poisonous venom, Delicate flowers, With full bloom, Fragrance wafts across the valleys, A perfume so gentle, Reminding us all, each an everyone, The divine perfume, created by God, For each other, Walk across the valleys and hills, Beware of the box thorn, It leaves wounds on your legs, You must reach the top of the hills, Cast your eyes down upon a valley floor, There are shadows and footprints of a journey, Walk the Barossa valley and you may be surprised. . . .
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2 Reviews Added on January 16, 2015 Last Updated on January 16, 2015 AuthorB.JSouth Australia, Rural, AustraliaAboutI live in rural South Australia, among the best wine district in the state. I enjoy dabbling with words, seeing what I can create. I appreciate creative reviews. more..Writing
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