Big blossoms sometimes make

One's branches droop after a rain.

Sometimes reductions are needed

To one's mane or tail,

And some have even thought to

Have their bosoms reduced

Before their branches break.

But I'll take my chances and bear the pain,

And try to stay out of the rain

With my big blossoms.

But boy do they ever smell extra great

If you wait beside them

Til the sun comes stoutly shining

And evaporates the rain from them

The deep Within

To the everlasting Without.

-jenn