The garden looks s-o-o-o in love
azaleas in pink frilly bonnets
dance arm in arm
inviting purple iris with
golden leopard skin
to come join the fest
soon the whole garden is
whirling in ecstasy
Grandfather Ott in all his
amethyst Glory
bows and takes the
white gloved hand of our
beautiful gardenia bride
waltzing through
blushing sunrise disney roses,
past capricious cape may
and Little boy blue plumbago
who can resist a whirl with
the bewitching red
damsel hibiscus Rosa
Best wishes,
Diana...
Thank you for your encouraging comments. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.
Sending you a fragrant bouquet of sweet blossoms and well wishes.
Wish I was there, wandering them in their alluring perfume and sensuous ways.
Ron