Dance of the Morning Glories
Morning Glories dance with ease
trumpet flowers among weeds
twirling petals pirouette
with a dainty, shy coquette.
Swirling purples blend to white
pistils are a bee’s delight
glory visions, how they rise
from low canyons to grand skies.
Flowers dance to nature’s tune
crickets chirp and songbirds croon
lively leaves rustle, they are fans
critters spy the scene at hand.
Morning Glories dance with ease
trumpet flowers among weeds.
6/26/2019
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2019
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