My meadow has gone wild-flowered!
Sun slants across the meadow
Lighting the white beard-tongue petals.
They are torches
Carried though the towering grasses by Lilliputians.
The flames nod in a breeze as they’re passing;
Grasshoppers spring up from the stems of grass,
They are clowns making the earth laugh.
Butterflies flit from bloom to bloom,
They are flags aflutter.
Flowers wave in the green path
Blooms of white, yellow, orange, purple, and pink;
They are balloons carried by Lillipeeps.
I never can resist a parade!
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