A picture can’t really convey
The magnificence of this ancient rhody,
Which is almost two stories tall
And blesses us with its glorious waterfall of pink
Each year around this time;
Nor can words truly convey
My gratitude for this amazing gift
And the joy that fills my heart each morning
As I sit and watch those pink buds
Turn to blossoms.
The undemanding generosity of nature
Continues to astound me:
How can we not ache — and sacrifice—
To protect it?
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