Blooming Haikus

A beautiful sight
The flowers sitting in pots
Drinking up the light.

The pansy faces
Looking up and saying “Hi”
In other places.

Tulips hide ‘till spring
When they’ll burst out in colour
A beautiful thing.

Then weeds come around
Making your job so much harder
With frown you are bound.

You think you are done
But then when you look around
There’s another one!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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August 22, 2016 at 11:29 AM
I bet my mother could empathise with your poem, Betty - She spends hours pulling up those damn weeds! My best regards. :) john
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