by Morgan Brown

I gaze out of the window in the front parlor
Encrusted water spots dare to distract me from
the extrinsic beauty

Lush lime tendrils of loveliness line the walkway
Surrounded by blossoms of bliss
Lonely leaves dance across the lawn
Begging for a partner to prance with
Drowsy trees hang low
Leering at the leaves that never subside
An inquiring monarch makes her rounds

Mother Earth is thriving today
Her native tongue saturates the animated air,
Inhaling the innocence of her offspring

Sultry summer comes into view,
Dragging anxious autumn by the roots
Gloomy winter deliberately drags his feet,
Reluctant to raze such radiance