Great Bloomers

We stand stately and beautifully along the front lawn of a gentle lady who loves flowers. Our biggest dream is that we will grow and be like her. She's kind and giving, and her life greets you with a smile. JERRY used to lean against the front roof of her house, and Miss gentle lady thought to cut him down, but I begged her to spare my brother, and she consented for now. The other three of us are growing at an angle across her lawn. TERRY is the oldest and largest of the four of us, and his arms are beginning to lean over the road. MISS PARKER didn't like it. So, she decided to prune or cut back all of us, but especially JERRY and TERRY. In a few short weeks, we, including LARRY, our youngest brother, will all be in bloom and shall paint up her lawn and property with colors of delight to MISS PARKER's delight. CRAPE MERTLES are we, as happy as can be. There is a young pecan tree growing slowly along the driveway and a few beautiful rose bushes scattered across the lawn. Having been here for some time, we love it here in spite of the heavy and continuous rains, storms, and whispering winds. We would agree that both cactus and apple blossoms are great to behold, but if I, BARRY, might say so myself, 'when the grass is ever so green, and the Spring air is clean as clean can be, 'There's none like us'. 022123PSCtest, In Bloom. Joseph May