Flowers and Trees
Marigolds with your ruffled edges and your prissy girly ways,
You uplift me on my most almost horrific downward days.
Lilacs fragrances wafting about in every one of my Mays,
You make me proud with your natural floral turn of phrase.
My most exotic friend, the mighty magical solid red oak.
Her shiny pointed leaves almost always telling me a good joke.
The best one of all is how she grew from an acorn, one that broke.
When her tiny tree stem began to grow in a mushroom’s cloak.
Knock out roses, scarlet cone flowers, hollyhocks and violets too.
Adding rainbow colors to the lawn, the pond, and the sky that’s blue.
Weeping willows, cottonwoods, elms, and hickories long overdue,
My green thumb is excited I had so much to do with planting you.
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