The tiger lilies
are in bloom.
A sea of orange
removes the gloom.

Golden marigolds
stand up right.
As a red rosebush
climbs to new heights.

A pink geranium
is in doubt.
The black-eyed Susans
will soon be out.

I spy a corkscrewed juniper
alone hugging itself.
When will the dahlias
begin to sprout?

The rain was good,
yes, indeed.
We need more
for the wildflower seed.