Yet maybe they will forgive
me for my selfishness-
From subtle folds of bounty's reach
my peony's are blessing me
with a scent so rich
It glides as far
as roses can on butcher block,
from yellow kitchen to the dining
room they clasp their hands
and seal my mood
into velvet peace and gratitude
me for my selfishness-
From subtle folds of bounty's reach
my peony's are blessing me
with a scent so rich
It glides as far
as roses can on butcher block,
from yellow kitchen to the dining
room they clasp their hands
and seal my mood
into velvet peace and gratitude

