Tulips are most glorious
come high spring,
flaunt not, as true beauty
graciously shares gifts
of which most are envious.
Lilies and dahlias
will have their day,
but for now light bows low
as the bell of the ball
savors life's brief dance.
by Margaret Bednar, April 28, 2014
Come read and share your poetry over at "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Open Link Monday" This poem is linked there.
For the month of April, I am participating in NaPoWriMo2014 or National Poetry Writing Month. The website is HERE.
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