I looked for a poem to describe the lift of my heart
At the sight of flowers in vivid colours and hues
But found none
That matched what I felt
The exuberation and the content
The sea of love and joie de vivre
At their uplifting scent…
Petunias in their ruffled frocks
Sporting perfumes of an unknown stock
Mauve and purple, cranberry and grey
Striped and dappled
Fairy stories they say…
Carnations with their pretty heads
Tiny cut work in their wing
Waxy green their necks
Songs of spring they sing…
Every time I see
They wink and dance with glee
They are the ones who make my day
With their simple beauty and heady charm
I welcome them in my home and heart..
Friday, March 5, 2010
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