Friday, November 9, 2018

Perennial Valentine

In the old plant nursery at Baseline
Where the newborns are all balled up
In their little plastic cribs
 
Bawling their beauty away
I mean the magenta petunias
Are completely out of control
 
While the camellias go on snoring
I don’t think they ever really
Wake up to their potential
 
But way in the back you encounter
All the ones that didn’t sell
Like good ideas no one wanted
 
Like last year there was a run
On roses while the magenta
Petunias went right on by

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