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
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