Rock Garden
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Walking flat gray gravel trail hand in hand
Soft sound of ground crunching under boots
Taking in the sights along the creek and land
Observing from the canopy to roots
Trekking slowly from hilltop to wetlands
Hearing birds and their chirps, caws and toots
Suddenly something grabs my attention
The names of the plants I can’t help but mention.
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A rock garden rises next to the trail
Distracting, attracting, enchanting me
Maroon, bright green, blue covering gray shale
No flowers yet to attract the bee
Petite young leaves are anything but frail
Colors and textures abound early
On this cool gray day these are welcome sites
Nature’s vertical rock garden delights.
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(An Ottava Rima Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 