Natalie Johnson 2nd Final Draft

She’s snow in summer,
A welcome Surprise,
She’s the midnight Rain,
When forlorn stars hide,
She’s the aroma of the forest,
When oak trees bloom,
She’s a cottage in the country side,
A Home with a View.
She’s soft grass in the summer,
Where Daffodils Dance,
She’s moment of pleasure,
That lasts and lasts.
She’s A Rose in winter,
Too stunning for words.
She’s the whisper before bedtime,

That’s rarely heard.

 

Edward Ramsden

 

This is my second version.

I liked this one better but other people disagree.