A Treasure

a springtime poem about the treasure of flowers.

A treasure is waiting for you,
To be unlocked by eager eyes.
Jewels of countless colors are
Hiding in flowery disguise.

Ruby red roses wait by a fence,
And gold dandelions bloom at their feet.
Sapphires of asters strewn about
All a treasure and sweet treat.

Pearl white blooms on dogwood trees
Mix with azalea’s rich dresses,
Shades of pinks, reds, whites and more
Are the hues of their tresses.

Spring’s riches are not hiding,
Just open your eyes and see,
There before you the treasure
So wonderful and ever so free.