Zinnia

Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring The bees buzzed "how on earth does your garden grow?" And the fresh season tapped in time with a zing Bearing trowels and soil, the green fingered sing With love and Godspeed where the sun is aglow Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring Butterflies fluttered a tune with a soft swing Circling to watch seedlings, raise their bows below And the fresh season tapped in time with a zing I ponder the music this blessing may bring Nurturing my floral scores to sprout and grow Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring To yield classic creations - I know one thing It’s good to have a skilled gardener in tow And the fresh season tapped in time with a zing Summer opened the performance with a fling Where arrays of rich colours and great heights flow Zinnia Jazz called at the daybreak of Spring And the fresh season tapped in time with a zing