He picked & trimmed,there seem to be no end,to clear the weeds from the garden floor.He enjoyed the air,when out of nowhere,a flower never seen before.The petals where blue,& something felt true,a love never felt before.To take care of you,extra love will do,such beauty can never be a bore.What are the odds,of the nature Gods,giving the gift of light.With a breath of fresh air,& the growth of blue hair,Cerulean was given sight.Poem by me W.M #MabgLopes#MarryFarmerCHALL#NoCC#CurlyAngel75#PlantSim