Another Beautiful Tulip
Another April, and the robins are chirping and trilling truth around the meadow. At the edge of my property sits a peach colored tulips with steaks of pretty hot pinks; the bees are in line waiting for her. I marvel that she came up renegade, showing me how much the angels love me. I breathe in the country air, grateflu for another gorgeous Sunday.
flamboyant tulip
ostentatiously pretty
robin serenade
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