Ever-Blooming

 

Ever-Blooming
Kaleia Hills

 

I wish for the golden buttercup,

            Purple violets in the evening,

And in the winter roses bloom,

            The same in every season.

 

In my garden through all the years,

            May grass be covered up in white.

Let it be delicate snow, or daisies,

            Then silver butterflies take flight.

 

I beg the tulip grow so merry,

            In the golden burnished fall,

While the morning glory rises

            Dressed in shining spider’s shawl.

 

All through the cycle of the year,

            Let flowers come and go,

But when the cold months come on hither,

            Let them still bloom and grow.

 

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