A Kaleidoscope Of Colour (The Tulip) Poem by john (called jack) wren

The garden sweeps away the crumbs
of Winter's dreary days
and from a draw beneath her bed
a table cloth she displays
she lays this finest linen
upon the garden's crown
then welcomes Spring for dinner
dressed in her finest gown
out comes the clearest crystal
with stems that twinkle and shine
topped by cups of Tulips
with colours so divine
red, pink and yellow, merge
with the sweetest of cream
to bring a kaleidoscope of colour
that makes the garden gleem