Zinnias In A Rye Garden - Poem by Gayle Sweeney
Along a sunny front yard
In a Rye garden
On the ocean route
Where heavenward zinnias shine,
It is hushed and peaceful.
Bright red, orangey flame scarlet,
Honey nectar yellow and more -
Rays upon about two hundred tall-stemmed zinnias
At a slight curve
Not far from an apple tree
Those starry blossoms
With their magical colors all in a row,
Hug the roadside.
Wishes - old and new -
And rich earth dug by someone alone,
Made the drive around this turn
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