The petals are scattered along the orchard
Through the long mysterious grass.
Past the views lye the horizon
Then the turquoise sky above that
The sun is flickering against the blue sky
Like a blossom of warmth
Birds flutter in the sky
Singing their tuneful song
Trees are covered in blossom
As fluffy as the clouds
The dazzling sun pours down on us
Like a waterfall of sunrays
Blossom filling all the trees
Pink is the blossom, green are the leaves
All the cider on the farm
Bales of hay stacked in the barn.
The grass is blowing
All the buttercups are growing
All the clouds in the great big sky
The bees do their work and then off they fly.
The sky is lovely and it's blue
The clouds look like some people too
The birds are always happily singing
Happiness they are bringing
It's very warm smiles the sun
People writing and having fun
The view is spreading in front of my eyes
The water reflecting off the sky
The flowers growing everywhere
It makes it lovely when you stare
Different shades of wonderful pink
Peaceful, peaceful, lets you think.
A powerful sea of green and pink
Beautiful white, majestic violet
Sunburst yellow and triumphant lilac
Rosy Pink and burning scarlet
All under the blueberry sky.
Look down the orchards into the fields
Venturing to a sparkling lake
Through bush, through grass and over mound
Listening to the many sounds
Repeated singing of birds and bees
Blossoms and branches rustling on the breeze
The passing of a distant plane
Flies on cows stick out plain
The rumbling of a distant tractor
A helicopter becomes louder and louder
To hear these sounds just stop and listen
And all these sounds will begin to glisten.
The blossomy moor orchards
Look over the moors
While looking at the blossom
As the insects are flying around,
I can hear the cows munching
As you look down on the orchard
It fills my body with a dreamy sensation.
Blossom pink as a strawberry
Flying around with the wind,
Gliding across the orchard
The journey just begins.
The cows now moving towards us
As the bees are buzzing around the trees
While the grass is swaying
As the flowers of the orchard are rustling away.
This all happens as the clusters of leaves
Are sitting in snowy white blossomy trees
Blossom and apples
I unleash a bomb of blossom
And it soars off in the breeze
A single bee flies onto my petals
Then returns to its hive
What is this below me ?
Some humans resting from the heat
Down below my blossom filled branches
Long grass grows creeping up on me !
My blossom has gone now
But tasty new apples have grown on me !
Humans picking thankfully
Pink butterflies sit on the trees like blossom
Honey makers collect pollen
All is quiet except for the trickle of water
A clear blue sky sea covers the sky
Juicy gems litter the ground
Sheep trample all the green felt.