Rhubarb in the dark Forced to grow sweet and tender A candle reveals
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Golden jelly grows, Witches’ butter on the trees, Folklore in the breeze.
A garden of peace, A place to find your inner self, Zen garden is where you’ll find it.
Old Peace Rose so fair, Soft petals of pink and cream, A symbol of love.
Golden liquid sweet, Nature’s gift from bees to eat, Honey, oh so neat.
Raven flying high, Cherry blossoms on the ground, Springtime memories.
Penumbral eclipse, Flower Moon kissed by shadow, Beauty in the night.
Vibrations in air, Sounds dance into our eardrums, World alive with sound.
Swallows soaring high, Above the bluebell woods they fly, Nature’s canvas bright.
Patterns in nature, Spirals, fractals, shapes and hues, Nature’s artistry.
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