The Sun-kissed Meadows

Amidst the whispering leaves, a tranquil stream,

Nature weaves its tapestry, a timeless dream. 

The tanned meadows sway in gentle breeze,

Where wildflowers bloom and dance with ease.

Grass suffocates below the soft blanket of snow, 

Yet roots cling fiercely, refusing to let go. 

Beneath frozen layers, life’s quiet resilience, 

A testament to survival, nature’s brilliance.

Birds serenade the dawn with melodies sweet,

Dew-kissed petals unfold beneath their feet, 

Each bloom a promise, a fragrant retreat. 

Lilies, daisies, and forget-me-nots, 

Whisper stories of love in their delicate plots.

The sun-kissed meadows stretch their golden arms, 

A canvas painted by the sun’s warm charms,

Where secrets flow and moonlight intertwines its dream.

Nature’s loom spins threads of emerald green, 

Wild grasses sway, a dance unseen. 

The tanned meadows ripple with life’s embrace.