Redbuds are where you find them,
And in my wilding garden
They can be found with ease
Every place you look.
The fertile soil sustains the seeds
That fall in May
When days are mild with spring heat,
Ground moist from April rains.
And starting very young
Each year the new trees they become
Grow glorious with blooms,
Guarantees of future trees.
©2024 John I. Blair
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