Imagining in April

Spring has the strangest flowers.

Tulips;

Princess' turbans nodding atop pale green towers.

Jonquils

With brief, bright faces trimmed with frills

Riding their long-faced horse daffodils

Galloping in breezes, quivering with thrills.

Hyacinths

Clusters of baby faces painted bright.

Crocus.

Spring bulbs

That seem to grow and live and die in one night.

Spring brings with it unique flowers.

Flowers on trees.

White. Pink.

Gardens

Swarming with bees.

The cat stops to think

Then licks an idle idea away.

Spring is a mother with strange powers

And her children are delicate and fey.