The
Sun
Has
Come
To
Warm
My
Garden,
Drenched
By
The
Storm,
Day
Lily
And
Rose,
And
The
Sweet
Lobelia
That
Grows
Beside
The
Pot
Of
Forget
Me
Not.
All
Survived
The
Wind
And
Wet,
And
Will
Again
Thrive,
If
I can
Keep
Them
Alive
Through
This
Unruly
Spring,
And
The
Gusts
Of
Rain
It
Will
Bring.