Colors burst through
Each one a different hue
Reds, organs and blue
Virbran garden blooms
Look like a peacock plume
Gone is winter’s gloom
Bright colors of the landscape
Petals like soft silky crepe
The colors will make you gape
All different sizes
Lots of variety and suprises
Every morning more arises
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