To The Pansy...

I HAIL SUCH ROYAL COLORS
PAINTED ON EACH FACE SO PLAIN;
STANDING OUT IN MORNING SUNSHINE,
VELVET HUES ON DELICATE FRAMES!
THERE'S A TENDER, SWEET AROMA
DIPPED WITH LOVE UPON EACH STALK...
A SOFT AND GENTLE ESSENCE
WAFTING OVER GARDEN ROCKS.
EACH HAS A GOLDEN CENTER
RISING FROM THE PISTOLED BOW-
REFLECTED IN IT'S SPLENDOUR;
SHINES THE FACE OF GOD SOMEHOW!

~penned by lynn foust