Connie Yost

Rookie (5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

Wild Flowers - Poem by Connie Yost

In a garden that's usually peaceful and sunlit,
Johnny-jump-up once bumped Angel's trumpet,
She swung it around and caught Dusty Miller
Right side of the head, 'twas nearly a killer!

Now Dusty's in love with orange Butterfly Shrub,
But Butter's in love with a red plastic tub.
Although Dusty Miller remains full of hope,
They'll never be married, they just cantaloupe!

Then Angel's big trumpet snagged a Bachelor's Button,
Popped it right off just as easy as nothin'.
Bouncing Bet got excited, nudging Sweet Will,
William then called out, 'Trill, Trillium, Trill! '

Now the Elder Berries tried to calm it all down,
As Trillium shrilled the crowd's favorite song.
In spite of the ruckus, they heard right away,
When Jack-in- the- pulpit said, 'Now let us pray! '

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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