RAINBOW ROSE
a roseate sonnet
A triumph of a morning glory’s story
A blossoming of moonflower… but once
A four leaf clover coming up before me
Within a crack in sidewalk, lucky chance
Wisteria brocading down the heavens
A thousand ferns meandering round the bend
By sunshine are the treetops boldly riven
In the meadow do blue violets humbly Zen
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