There is a beauty in my garden
living her time in blood – red bloom ,
against the weathered brown fence
the resting station for sparrows, in afternoon
Camellias perianth covered in winter spray
rocking gently through a passing breeze
Defying the sleepiness of leafless branches
defying the desolation of foliate trees
Even in her short blossomy span
she outshines the numerous rest
The sole object of admiration
It is in coldness she strives the best
(C) Copyright Dinka Bednjacic , 1989.
Dinka Bednjacic 