1st Annual Poems About Pets Month

[Mark A Becker]

I thought I May Have Spread You Too Thin,

but no;

every year
the lilac sings spring
like a diva,

the Japanese maple
yawns with red glory

and the hydrangeas 
bring their party balloons
of pink and blue.

They tell me you're not colorblind anymore.

At first I thought the title was too long, but when I read it as the first line, it works perfectly. (A simple comma placed just right)
I absolutely love the imagery and subtle sentiment expressed here.
A simple, yet glorious poem that gets better with every read.

Thanks Paul,
Mark

ps. a suggestion, perhaps "bows" instead of "yawns" ? My Japanese maple seemed to almost bow in the spring, which I found to be a delightful metaphor for the Japanese custom of bowing.