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Spring, for whom

Spring, for whom

 

The years first tulips are in early bloom

Many a passer-by stop short to admire

But the planter , now a invalid in room

Can only look at tulip pictures by Zoom

Unseen behind the flourishing flowerbed

Some gloomy shadows yearningly loom

April is no awakening season for trees dead

While life thrives, O spring, for whom

Comments2

  • heatherbee

    Love tulips my fav flower so the poem had me hooked at the word tulip

  • L. B. Mek

    surely a window's Spring scented views of bloom
    surpass those pixel screen imitation's of zoom..
    lol a fun read, thanks for sharing



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