My Purple Aster Poem by Marilyn Lott

My Purple Aster

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He grows and grows beginning in spring
Why, he does not know when to stop
I have to clip him down you see
Or I would barely be able to reach the top.

After the first of September arrives, finally
Tiny lovely little daisy-like flowers bloom
Unfortunately that is when the rain begins
I pick huge bouquets to chase away any gloom.

My Purple Aster
Friday, August 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
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Marilyn Lott

Marilyn Lott

Washington state USA
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