Once Again
Not yet March
and the bright pink trumpets
are playing again!
They’ve come to impress me
and even though they bend
and droop
I hear high pitched tones
from the Christmas cactus,
tooting and roaring
a goodbye
to winter.
Once Again
Not yet March
and the bright pink trumpets
are playing again!
They’ve come to impress me
and even though they bend
and droop
I hear high pitched tones
from the Christmas cactus,
tooting and roaring
a goodbye
to winter.