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Tulip

Red and white,
Flecks of yellow,
Green, Green, And More Green.
This perfectionist of form, and colours, and smell.
Growing strong, and sweet, and calming,
In breeze and sun, as soft as it's petal's hidden places
Quiet and Nobel.
A Lady among its kind,
Pansies are her handmaidens,
She looks over her flock,
With grace, compassion,
And love.


© 2000 Marisela W.
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