I love these wildflowers that roll across our lawn every May. I have only just discovered exactly what they are--Bluets/Quaker-ladies. You can read about them at westernpawildflowers.com.
May Sings
May sings in the morning
in an air ringing clear.
Birds pipe in the chorus,
in diamond drops of cheer.
Grass sparkling with sunshine
blazing a trail of gold
in lacy patches flowing
through leafy branches bold.
Emerging from the grass,
blue twinkles so sublime.
Tiny bluets cluster
in May, a magic time.
The blueness of the flowers
The soft green of the grass
So delicate, so musical,
May's sparkle bound to last.
Copyright JO Janoski
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