Wisteria

Wisteria

Where the Wisteria grows,
I found rest and solitude
night retreating in her throes
I in calmest interlude.

Why do I ponder this archway?
and the greenest vines that creep,
the fragrance of a Spring day
as the leaves of morning weep.

This, the place that I prefer,
Peaceful dreams forever mine.
quiet moments to confer
with Nature's beauty and design.

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