Pondering Tulips
Pondering tulips
She pondered a tulip,
its petals a’ gleam,
on a path through the forest,
alongside a stream
When the trees started smiling,
her heart skipped a beat,
as the ferns whispered softly,
their message discreet,
In echoes of wishes,
her first to her last,
she stared at a toadstool,
the shadow it cast
The sun moved along,
shimmered bright in the sky
as afternoon sparkled,
a glint in her eye
Alone in the twilight,
she danced in a whirl,
with hair golden blonde and
it’s end in a curl
The cattails were singing,
their own special song,
inviting her nicely
to come sing along
And together they sang,
a most wonderful tune
That reached to the stars,
and circled the moon
I watched from a hedgerow,
trimmed neat like a box
I felt I was hiding,
as sly as a fox
It’s then that she saw me,
our eyes came to meet
I thought she was pretty,
her giggle so sweet
But, quick as I saw her,
as quick she was gone
Like evening arriving,
when it was just dawn
But still I was happy,
and who wouldn’t be
When something so pretty
your eyes they do see
So,
I pondered a tulip
its petals a’ gleam
a reminder of her and
that day by the stream
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Chris Green
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