The flowers wink
With ruffled eyes
Flirting with my muse...
To write of their grandeur
Words to be erased
Insignifcant phrases
To dull to express
The blossom perfection
How can i describe their majesity
When even the water
Ceases it's bubbling to act
As their hand mirror?
Their perfection
Of red petal blush
And wedding white
Shines on it's surface
My winter spirits
Rises from it's frost
To be renewed
By flower blossoms
I cannot write with justice
The glory of your blooming
I lay down my pen
And bow to your beauty.......
Claire-Eugene Denton Bear © copyright