Sway of the Forest

When you flew in with the fellows of the flowers- I knew the apples and where the strawberries rang... Every doorbell in the garden boasted the entire jungle- And when the stalk minded every river... You were the power to the chime! Though we did wonder, tall as the stars- The stuff of bells where peppers called... Yet lonely rise the potato patch How simply things could be- Poppies, lillies, and the squash... And fronds on the mic to revel in a riot- So raving past the roots, the swing... As sure as fire bird she dawned- The plus as all come raise the drums... The muddy glow as seen as law- The rarest hat since roses bloomed... As righteous winds of storm the tune- A virtous wood and plains afar... The bird of paradise claimed the floor... And all did shake so sang some more- The daisies danced, the pumpkins laughed... And every zuchini with every stack- The house was loaded with Peppermint zeal... The whole herbal creation alighted the steal... The best was meant to come!