Colored helmets and bearded faces,
Waving tendrils of chartreuse and green,
Spikes of majesty, trumpets and laces,
Flowers fit for a Queen.


Droplets of dew sit quivering on rose petals,
A fragrance of mock orange scents the air.
A hummingbird hovers to sip on the bee-balm,
Jenny Wren has a nest near there.


Hostas growing in the moist dark earth,
A Chickadee flies in for a bath,
The air is a-buzz with honeybees and butterflies,
I continue my walk down the path.


Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com)







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