Soft and White

When taking some pictures of tulips, I wondered how many of you remember Tiny Tim with his ukulele singing “Tiptoe through the Tulips?”  I still laugh thinking about him.

 I do not know how to import "You Tube" into Blogger so here is the link if you want a good giggle.   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=skU-jBFzXl0

If I was a Tulip
And you were wind’s-wings,
I would not count
My broken dreams,
But bless the coming spring.


I would let you see me
In colors-
Pink, yellow, and red.
You’d find me blooming
By the riverbed.


Or, down in the valley
By the little creek
To make you proud
The water falls,
To make you feel meek.


But strong winds
Of late May
Again could make me weak.
My petals scattered 
On the ground
And gone in a week.


But I will come again
To let you see...
Life is but a circle,
I will bloom
Again next spring:
Isn’t it a miracle?


I would be happy
To know that you would
Touch my face
When the sun set in.
I would feel you in full force,
Gently from within.


You would come to me
Each day~
Again to disappear, 
But when the sun’s rays
Touch at noon~
Again I would feel you near.
~Author Unknown


This post is linked with Texture Tuesday.