May your earlys bloom early
and your lates bloom late
May your bud-count be plentiful
and your scapes all stand straight
May your spiders be spidery
and your bagels be round
May your foliage be blue green
no rust to be found
May your darks all be sunfast
and your polychromes bright
May spring rains be timely
and summer’s heat slight
May your purples be regal
and your pinks be true
May all of your seedlings
be (what else) shades of blue
May your picotees be plentiful
and your borders be bold
All dripping with chicken phat
on edges of gold
May each flower open fully
and lift its face high
To honor its Maker
up there in the sky
And as peak bloom arrives
with each clump all aglow
It’s hard to be humble
it’s hard not to crow
But I truly believe
that you reap what you sow
Lord, please bless my bloomers
for they comfort me so
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