Hope MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   The fragile green growths sought the sky

against all reason,

for the label had specified mid to late spring,

and here they were mired in a blustery February.

Unconcerned with the time,

the ambitious tulips continued their rush

toward maturity

edging ever closer to the day when they would be admired

by a girl, green as the blooms she picked.

Her mother claimed it was due to global warming most certainly,

Dad said that the frost would get them soon -

but the young girl with eyes of tomorrow

did not seem to hear them

as she stepped out into the bracing wind

to check on the progress of her flowers.

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