Morning Glories
A fragile flower which grows directly from the ground
You grow near a fence and tangle yourself with it as you grow.
You climb up that fence in a spirle manner
I can see your beautiful buttons from inside my house
I give you a little bit of miracle grow to give you a growth boost
Your astounding beauty in which you blossom gives you that glamorous, colorful look no other can't resist staring.
The gorgeous of your freshness gives you glamor
The glamor of your texture gives you color
You come in any color not just one.
The season you're born in is my favorite season of all
Love is what triggers your growth sprout.
You alone multiply yourself into a dozen.
I wonder if I merge you with another color of your kind.
Will you become a hybrid morning glory?
Which draws attention to my eyes
My eyes see no other color when it sees you
You are the color in which grow likes a rainbow
The rainbow gives you shines regardless what season you blossom
The might color of your beauty is the color of nature
Nature sees no other beauty no other than you
You are the beautiful flower which lifts my spirit.
Copyright © Marilyn Newman | Year Posted 2017
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