Wild Flowers

Roses After The Rain

Diamonds on the petals,

Silver on the stems,

Early morning sunrise

Turns roses into gems.

Queen Anne's Lace

Above a field of Queen Anne's Lace

Butterflies fan my morning face.

I watch the signs of spring unfold

As sunshine spins the lace to gold.

Mushrooms From Heaven

Along the garden path,

Like parasols from heaven,

Mushrooms magically appear,

This year I counted seven.

Silver, gold, white and tan,

They stand as in a trance,

Providing shade for a parade

Of busy little ants.

Morning Glory

A purple morning glory

Unfurls her sleepy head

As dawn withdraws her shadow

Across the garden bed.

Wisteria

Looks like grapes

And smells like roses,

Springtime's gift

To eyes and noses!

©Charles Ghigna