Around The Garden ( series) on my Floridian Garden.
Good Morning there Miss Bougainvillea
It’s Spring, time to wake up
I see you weathered winter weather
I’m here to spruce you up
I see you’ve climbed the fence again
To see what you can find
You share your royal carpet
Reds and purples they entwine
So graceful and alluring
Your tendrils reach and roam
Across the fence they gently stroll
You wander far from home.
You seem so delicate and frail
Like wind could set you free
But underneath your girlish charm
Surprises wait for me.
You’re truly quite a siren
You parade for all to see
Oh, one can look, but do not touch
Great thorns there keep you free.