Purple Pixie Bell

Growing along the garden walls

Even on the ceilings and the halls.

These are the sweetest there have ever been

In deepest purple I’ve ever seen.

Oh perennial; the hardiest of them all.

Meeting you among the swaying trees.

In summertime with welcomed bees

You are dusk, dark and lucid dreams.

Perhaps a pixie bell swimming in cream

Among the flowers blowing in the breeze.


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