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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #1748982
a fun poem- bleeding hearts and weeping willows...what could be happening here?
Can you hear the Bluebells ring and Jack-in-the-Pulpit beseeching
for Bleeding Hearts split by Cockle Shells and Fox Fire repeating?
Mum draped in Weeping Willow, climbed halfway up the vine,
Hoping to hear her Baby’s Breath, if only one more time.

Poppy Job’s Tears filled his eyes, and an Angel’s Trumpet was heard,
The Wandering Jew lamented, then, left with nary a word.
There is silence in the Wildwood as Phlox fly overhead
And Lady Aster stands in salute, at the end of the garden bed.

Can you not hear the Rambling Rose who Pines in her Pansy tune,
But insists on spreading fragrance everywhere, in the outside room?
She sings about tufts of Bunny Tail that a Dogwood surely favors
and Cattails parading in the gutter, in front of all the neighbors.

Lily mingled with Columbine just to hear more of the story
Both suspect Black-Eyed Susan had a Bittersweet Morning Glory.
Young Snap Dragons chased Quaking Grass, eating Catnip by the score,
while the rest of us wrote Forget-Me-Nots to the Hen & Chicks by the door.

Sunflowers will brighten the corners, where NightShade used to play,
And glowing Chinese Lanterns will fire up at the end of day.
Right now Lupine howls at Moon Flowers and sits on his Candy Tufts
‘Cause our Sweet Pea has been harvested!  His stem has just been cut!
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