Sleeping Bulbs

Lovely blanket on The ground, snowflake comforter Keeps my flower bulbs. Snugly and warm as they sleep; In winter repose so deep. Springs thaw will wake them; Hungry, they’ll eat and drink their, Fill when they arise. Tulips and irises grow Tall and strong with nourishment. A hiding place where, Newborn bunnies safely sleep, Among my florals. I watch them grow and I hope They’ll have bunnies of their own.
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Kendrick Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 5:48 PM
Ahh!! Enjoyed reading your work. It makes me long for spring even more. Thanks for the visits to my page. Sara
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:19 PM
You are welcome and thank you.
Dietrich Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 5:10 PM
so cute, imagining the baby bulbs as bunnies. I really liked that image.
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:20 PM
Thank you.
Devonshire Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 9:51 AM
Not only the bunnies, but the bulbs may multiply too, M.L., though that will take another year. Love the thought of snow being the bulbs' comforter, protecting them until spring. Beautifully written tanka! Best wishes, Carolyn
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:20 PM
Thanks, Carolyn.
Sands Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 9:48 AM
What a sweet Tanka. I enjoyed this. Well done M.L. :)
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:20 PM
I'm glad, thank you.
Allison Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 8:46 AM
what a charming string of tanka i love the imagery of a snowflake comforter and also the bunnies:-) adding this sweet poem to my faves:-) hugs Jan xx
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:21 PM
Oh good, thanks so much.
Krutsinger Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 7:46 AM
M.L. You and I are the only two people I have met in the world who like bunnies in their garden. My relatives chase them away with Uzies and Bazookas, and my neighbors have a rifle. I am so glad we have met!
Kiser Avatar
January 21, 2019 at 6:21 PM
That is why they know that they are welcome in our gardens; of course, bunnies have to eat, too so, it pays to over plant. Thanks.
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