Confident rose gold  tree surveying the field around her.

Cocking her head gently to the side

she waves to the fuchsia flowers

honoring her with their profusion

of deep pink passion.

She’s been celebrating

the coming and going

Of nature’s  more transient visitors

for years.

 

 

They are full of questions

about what will happen next..

As she knows their journey will not be long,

she encourages them to harmonize with her

in a symphony of floral music.

The sky is filled with tyoung blooming voices

which  dance forever in the wind.