Ode To Flowers
I.
Oh, my dahlias you whisper as the morning arises,
and I awake in awe from your new day’s dew,
my magnolias center around my hotas in delight-
My flowers bring many beautiful surprises,
nothing is more perfect than the sight
of the picture of my hydrangeas of blue.
I am renewed by your spectacular view,
even under the early moonlight.
II.
Oh, my peonies of pink and purple heathers in the rain,
sweet amaryllis brings a remarkable sight to see-
Chrysanthemums bloom in yellow, for Spring is here,
as my field of daisies spread in the terrain.
A chartreuse leaflet I see a crimson tulip carry,
and as the day moves, my rose gently wipes a tear-
Fresh water lilies resound like a whispering fairy,
bringing beauty to the tomb of my late aunt Lorraine.
Ode to Flowers
April 11, 2017
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