Glory be, you're luminous! Just look at you glow! :D
Friday morning, waltzing the usual route I spied pansy flower friends waving at me, haha! The pretties were blushing in pinkness inviting yours truly to "come, come, come nearer dearest you and spend a tick - tack - two with us!"
They had much to tell, believe you me' and oh' the secrets they divulged:
: the girl who bruised her knee,
: the bird who clipped a wing - what tragedy,
: the cat who chased a mother - cat,
: the bewildered singing cricket,
: an amorous bat.
And who are you, what's up to do, their fluttery petals demured.
Before I could reply, I kinda' clammed up shy and humbly bid their photos taken.
Aw, yes, yes, yes, a chorus of chattery bloomy excited! By height, they tip - toed high and posed their pistil smiles gregarious. Smitten, pink camera flashed once, twice, thrice - fancy portraiture nature selfies.
What giggly' celebration after!
"Wild wizardy, that was awesome!" said the littlelest astonished pinky'...
Later I'd say, recalling the day, "ah, yes, the visit was - b.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l!"
Charms, chimes and enchantment, flowers talk, um' yup they do!
I hope you witness such magic too!
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