The fields are dressed for summerBeneath the broad blue sky,Decked out in every gleeful color,Waving to the passerby!Dancing in the heated windLining ditch and alleySusan with her big brown eyesYellow-skirted—smiling! Native sisters in bright blanketsNod with the summer rhythmsWine, yellow, orange, and redWoven striped and beaded—see them? Pink Prairie GentiansWith blond sun-washed curls,Are garbed in soft pink... Continue Reading →
Pink Begonia
Though small, you singIn bright splashes of sound.You carry melodies that birds Have sung in passing.You hold golden notes Of sunlight in your centersTrill soprano/alto harmonies.