Now is the time of the tulips’ fanfare.
They always remind me of my dear Oscar
And how he loved to pose in flowers.
I like the wildness and flaws
Of tulips towards the end of the season:
When petals unfurl to reveal the treasure within.
And cold skies that decide to surprise
With sunburst and promise of rain.
(Work is still crazy busy, so I won’t be replying or visiting you all. But I promise to read your comments should you want to drop me a line.)