Maybe this is the week to monitor the out of sight peonies behind the garage. I often forget.
When the peonies
Next to the church door
Bloom,
Then grow blowsy,
I know it will be at least two weeks
Before I can expect
My out of sight,
Out of mind,
Behind the garage
Peonies
To show pink
At last.
Sometimes I forget
To count the days.
Sometimes I forget
To look.
I miss them entirely,
Even the blowsy stage.
Whoever planted them
Must have needed reason
To travel back there
Out of sight
Out of mind
Behind the garage.
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