BEL’OCCHIO … the beautiful eye
A DREAM OF SCARLET POPPIES
“Many scarlet poppies
blossomed all about across the meadows
that were so brilliant in colour
they almost dazzled Dorothy’s eyes.
“Aren’t theybeautiful?” the girl asked,
as she breathed in the spicy scent
of the beautiful flowers.”
She put aside the book of Oz.
Plundered her garden of poppies.
Filled the rooms with scarlet memories.
And said, “there’s no place like home”.
(Words from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz – 1900 – words by the author L. Frank Baum.. Flowers from my garden picked this glorious day.)