Beardtongue Poems - Poems about Beardtongue

...Little Arabella Miller lived in town, but far enough out in green country, To watch the raspberry sun go down, and to climb a lavish, plum tree. Arabella was seven-years-old, and had a th......

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...Like a sparkling Roman candle – Red beardtongue dots the canyon. Oh, what handsome bugles! That decorate the trail along Where pebbles were brushed aside And sway with the breeze – Not ......

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...at the break of dawn a Hummingbird starts his rounds Morning Glory sought flaunting a red hue - Mexican Sunflower tempts looking hot, hot, hot the Don Juan of birds sucking nect......

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