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Flower Poems
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In Love with the Wind The wind blows on to every horizon passing through the earth where it could be heard
Here comes a flower in its flourishing the spirit of the wind soaking in every inch of its living
Shaking and trembling the flower nearly stops breathing Screaming and shouting the flower rebels from its rooting
Struggling against its origin the flower dreams to fly away to be free, gone with the wind
But the wind is gone, leaving the flower alone, scattered like a fragile bone until its days are gone Anggie Servian
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When you're planning your backyard, it will be useful to determine your regional figures for yearly rainfall, sunshine hours and temperatures, as well as details of any specific climatic influences, such as frost pockets.
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