Magnolias itch to bloom –
A day or two they’ll stay
Till petals float from branch to grass
To shrivel and decay.
Pink and white – presented,
Ornamented on gnarled twigs,
Till mischief breathes on fragile stems
And loosens all the rigs.
The flowers do not comprehend;
The love for them’s not fleeting
And April fools, impatient, long
For next spring’s short, sweet meeting.
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