The Tulip

Her Birthday

          The Tulip

 

The beauty of the tulip

Is deeper than you see

Its stem is strong, a solo

It’s hue the green of sea

Its planted in the springtime

The early fall is best

Its blooms are bold and vibrant

Much brighter than the rest

The root is gnarl with tuber

It multiplies beneath

It comes back in the springtime

Each bloom a glowing wreath

Yet each year there’s one thing

As bold as my tulips

Reminding me of your Love,

Your beauty, your two lips.

 

Reviews

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

A Well Written Poem!

[emmajoy]

What a delightful poem, meter perfect, and, such clever play of words at the end! If you wrote this is a birthday gift for your lady-love, it must have been the best gift ever.

Have to say here and now, there's nothing quite like tulips! Thanks for sharing and raising a smile.

[Mark]

Nice job, Larry! A truly fitting paean to your lady-love! I'd long heard the beauty in that single word, but have never developed it. Nicely put, ole son! Mark

[Carole]

What a sweet write for your love. I love the analogy with a tulip. Very descriptive and a lovely way to say "I love you" to that special someone. :-) Great job, Larry and I am sure your tulip agrees!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, my friend, for the flowers of your words. You placed a smile right in my heart.

Living in the land of tulips allows me to understand the magic of exploding bulbs and the magic of blossoming words.

I like the subtle double entendre on the tulips' very name -- i.e. tulips = two lips.

[Legion]

:) Hope she got to read it. Well done.

[I'llPlayTheJuliet]

Wow, I really enjoyed this. Good job.