The tulips I planted last fall
Were brown-skinned and shaped like a ball
Except for the name
They looked just the same
Identical? No, not at all.
They tremble and bob in the light
Fresh-born from their underground night
Such transient shading!
It's already fading.
And I'll have to remember this sight.
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Our tulips are just peeking out,
From the rain, the snow and the fog.
I think they'll survive
And possibly thrive
Or fall to the hungry groundhog.
Enjoy them today...they will be frozen tomorrow!
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