Flowers

Flowers bloom precipitously to Silence a corpse of ill-intent... Bringing hope to all who suffered Through winter's mad torment. The snapdragon shows its passion As the snow-drop leads the way. The tulip mocks the melting snow While the crocus has its day. The daffodil waits for no one... The pansy sets a wry bouquet. The violet in spring will rise... The rose will wait for May. Revel now this feast of spring And the bounty she provides Knowing a vindictive winter salivates As it waits to turn the tide. The End