a poem about tulips that my momma taught me

I’m quite excited that next week at this time I’ll be having dinner in a HUGE tulip garden.

I LOVE-LOVE-LOVE Spring flowers (tulips, crocus, lilac, iris, daffodils) and the only way to have those here in Florida is inside, from a florist, or I’ve heard that you can “fake” them out by putting them in the freezer for part of the last part of the summer and then make them think that Fall is Spring. Or something like that.

Anyhow, that’s not the point. The point is that when I see tulips I almost always think of the poem my momma used to say about these Spring wonders. I thought you’d like me to share:

Tulips in the garden
Tulips in the park
But my favorite Tulips
Are two lips in the dark

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