We Call It Christmas Cactus
The pastel flower was gorgeous; I was fascinated by it. What do you call it?We call it Christmas cactus. I stare at my aunt. There is no red or green. No dazzling white or frothy lacy sock look about it. Arizona has curious ways Calling a pastel plant of pinks, lavenders and oranges this makes no sense to me. Seventy-six degrees on Christmas day also makes no sense to this Iowan.
pink lavender orange
why are you christmas cactus
in arizona
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