The river flows,
Willows glow,
Cypresses green,
Peepers sing,
It is spring.
Little child, do not be afraid.
That is spring’s first thunder.
It wakes the frogs from their winter sleep.
It did not mean to make you weep.
A perfect morning for sleeping in;
Dark clouds,
A sluice of rain.
Redwing blackbirds’
Steady gurgling
"oak-a-lee"
Refrain.
To Maywin -
There once was a serious gardener who didn't like yellow.
His well-contrived garden lacked something; it wasn't quite right.
His wife told him he needed to add a little yellow.
He did,
it looked complete,
lucky fellow.
Double Creeping ButtercupRanunculus repens 'pleniflorus'
4 comments:
I wouldn't mind buttercups like that invading my garden - the species are thugs!
Lovely words and images.
Yes, they are, and this one almost is.
Yellow and blue flowers look so pretty together. I am going to copy not the plants, but the color.
I think that is what Maywin was trying to tell her husband.
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