A golden facesurrounded by long pearly whitesYour golden facecalled common but not out of placeamong a joyful bouquet, lightand dear as purity’s brightsweet golden face Today’s flower poem is a rondelet! Thank you for reading.
Peter Rabbitmunching a snack out on the lawnPeter Rabbitburrowing, as is his habit,trespassing to dig holes, whereonI chased him off, so now he’s gone.See ya, rabbit. A little rondelet based on a true story. Thank you for reading!