Plant pots on patios
All full of blooms
Some will come inside
To brighten our rooms
All grown from seed
Look the same as the packet
I like a carnation
To put in my jacket
Sweet peas climbing canes
Marigolds in a bucket
My pansy has wilt
So I’ll just have to chuck it
I tend them each day
Yes I water them fine
And the sun does the rest
When it chooses to shine
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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