Fierce scarlet like blood
Vernal blue like Sky
With cool breeze they dance
Or sway with the winds so shy.

Hum with the bees
Or with dew they shine
Stay like gypsies on hills
Or sing in unison in rhyme

Stay for ages
or from dust to dawn
They grow to touch the sky
Or creep gently on tended lawn

However they look
And whatever the abode
They are the signature of nature
And the crayons of God