While Buying Flowers

Poem No. 99

It’s been cool and sunny here, after a few days of rain, and every flower in town seems to be waking up at once. It reminds me of this poem I wrote a few years ago, based on an entirely true and factual story:

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While Buying Flowers

I saw Santa Claus himself 
at the garden store today,
beard and everything.
He was buying a geranium!

You know what?
On second thought,
don’t quote me on that.
It may have been a petunia.

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I don’t know a lot about flowers, but I definitely know Santa when I see him.

I hope this poem finds you enjoying the change of seasons in your part of the world.

Thanks for reading,
~ A

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