Stark white joy,
rushing to meet me.
It screams,
Look. I have arrived!
It's beauty
touches us for a short time.
***
Planted last year, and forgotten.
I smiled when remembering the quiet day
when I introduced the bulbs into the soil.
How on earth could I forget?
Have a happy day remembering.
Love you beyond the Calla Lily.
Me
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