Spring, A Colorful Menagerie

Tea for me
Outside today
In the bowers
Safe cafe
I’m watching all the buds appear
In honor of the King …
Sprouting skyward
Leaping near
The creeping phlox
Under the clouds
Of a weeping cherries glow
Wings of stately elephant tusks
Towering atop the living rocks
Purples, blues, yellows, greens
Such a colorful menagerie
Shouldering me
Holding me
Enfolding me
Yet springing free
Springing free

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