Every Day
there is one of you,
born anew
Each as beautiful as the day before
Everyday as the day wears out,
one less bloom to look forward too
Every day that passes is one less day for you
and for us too.
Good Morning, Morning Glories
We say it each good morning
Greeting 'glory' in the morning
It's glory in the morning to greet the Morning Glories
Every day your stories are pretty much the same
You're with us in the morning, and gone from us at noon
I like your working hours!, see you again real soon
Second Life Clematis
Second generation, you're smaller than the first.
Just because you're second, doesn't mean you're worse
The first guys, well they're big and bright,
and took the princely share of all that's best,
the water and the light
But we don't look upon you
as something worse for wear
We're delighted by your visit,
It's a miracle you're there!
Group Photo
So what's it like living so close together?
Don't you want your own nests, like birds of a feather?
I see yarrow tufted white, while blue balloons expand in upward flight
Still other plants flower, some with black eyes,
mingling skyward, each one of the guys
No one's too little, no one's on top
Just a hunger for living, to go till they stop.
Big Family
In the album of July, many flowers live their days
Often many lilies share their day, it's comfy in a kinship way
All these Hemerocallis blooms opened on a single day
They swallowed sunshine, sniffed some air
But just one day?
Some things don't seem fair!
Scarlet Women?
Or are they "dandies" dressed to show
what some dudes get up to
some people never need to know?
I suppose I am deluded
to see them in the style of us.
They're just being beautiful --
no need to make a fuss.
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