Rhododendron bursts
With its full violet splendor.
Lilacs have turned brown.
Memorial Day;
Sun is shifting with the clouds;
Small breeze lifts the leaves.
Buttercup lights up
The breezy cool gray morning.
A hoarse rooster crows.
Soft, pale, and purple--
Clover springs up near the road.
(Enjoys the traffic?)
A single daisy
Although somewhat bedraggled
Shines her own fine lights.
Lilacs have turned brown,
Forsythia blooms long gone.
Make way for the new!
Perched on a broad leaf
A single drop of water
Holds sway like a king.
Stream bed is barren,
Yet the sky is full of rain.
When will the two meet?
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