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
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.