FLOWERS BLOOMING

FLOWERS BLOOMING

Flowers blooming on the hill,
Spring begins its maiden dance.
Tulips bright as candy in a confectioner’s window
Wave in prideful unison across the pastel morning.

You are the rose climbing my trellis,
The hyacinth that holds my heart captive by your beauty.

You are the daffodils, fragrant and radiant,
The priceless purple iris on the gentle mountainside.

The earth revolves around the sun,
The morning glories take the stage.
Azaleas ripe as lollipops, they frolic in the garden.

The pansies with their lion faces decorate the lawn.
Petunias laced and spiked with dew offer heartfelt blessings.

You are the rose climbing my trellis,
The rhododendron in repose,
The phlox in all its majesty.

Flowers blooming on the hill have taken hold within my spirit.
Fresh as daisies on the doorstep, lively in the pastel morning.

-Bruce Potts
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