Beard Tongue

Poem By Marilyn Lott

I can tell you this story about him
But the ending is not happy at all
For I bought beard tongue one summer
He died a year later in the fall.

But I really enjoyed his pink color
To experiment with flowers is fun
I certainly am not sorry that I bought
A flower that is called Beard Tongue.

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