Bloom After Bloom
A pretty poem for those who love to garden.… Read More Bloom After Bloom
Tag: flowers
Buzzy Bee
“With so many flowers, How’s a bee to choose? With so many choices There’s no way to lose. Pink, yellow, white, and blue Trumpet, cup, and bell-shaped, too! They keep me busy But you know what they say When you love what you do You don’t work a day! When you love what you do… Read More Buzzy Bee
Spring Fling
The magnolia tree is wearing Her festive party blooms The pear tree is planning On producing her pears soon The songbirds are staying busy Finding grass and twigs for nests The bunnies are hop, hop, hopping When, oh when, will those bunnies rest? Not until the party’s over Not before the season’s done The celebration’s… Read More Spring Fling
Rebels at Heart
The hummingbirds Are fighting Flying, chirping Chasing, delighting In the large fragrant blooms They flutter, zoom Around, on, and back again. Unbothered that these flowers By name, are not for them As they grow on the beautiful Butterfly Bush. Yet, still these little birds Rebels at Heart Are always in a rush To do their… Read More Rebels at Heart
Weight of July
Even the plants wilt Under the weight Of July Yet still they grow Yet still they try To reach the sun To touch the sky
True Beauty
Beauty Is easy to see But if you take the time To look closer A little deeper A bit longer The extent of True beauty In its fullest You’ll see
Achoo Achoo
It’s allergy season – Achoo!… Read More Achoo Achoo
Beauty is a Garden
“Who’s the prettiest Of them all?” Asked young Daisy To Sunflower, big and tall. “They all have beauty From petals to stems As do you You’re unique from them. It’s not about the prettiest That’s just no way to grow True beauty is a garden In whole, not part that knows, Our differences combined Are… Read More Beauty is a Garden
Lessons Learned in a Garden
For all, there is a purpose Change is necessary Better days are coming It’s a cozy home for fairies A food source for bees A tranquil place of rest Where thoughts are cultivated Sown and confessed Blooming into flowers If just for their season With seeds to dry and keep ‘til the next go around
Eve of Spring
Moonbeams shine On the Eve of Spring Highlighting the pond Where the peepers sing Songs of hope For warmer days Songs of welcome To with us stay Through the transition The seasonal shift Flowers emerge As Spring’s first gift
Jessica M. Collette 
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