Made itself comfortable and stayed overnight.
A welcome guest.
Fleeting as it is.
Gone before you know it.
Maybe it’ll rain all summer.
Though things are green.
And color’s coming on.
On the oleander and gaillardia.
The persimmon and the pink evening primrose.
Winecups and rose bush.
Red yucca and salvia.
Well, they’re colorful all the time.
Rain or shine.
I was surprised to see one in town.
Maybe it had some shopping to do.
Color, color everywhere.
Even buildings sport new hues.
Such as Community Thrift Store.
And Lone Star Antiques.
Both done by RPM Painting Plus.
Goodbye to winter’s dry, dusty, wind-blown drouth.
Brown, dusty, hard, crunchy, dry dry dry.
Farewell, so long, goodbye.
Green never looked so good.
And we’ve got all shades of it.
More than a box of crayons.
Mesquite, live oak, post oak, pear.
Burr oak, bee brush, blackjack, yucca.
Whitethorn, elm, coastal Bermuda.
Sideoats, bluestem, and the dreaded cedar.
Red bud, willow, and Wilman lovegrass.
Pecan, turkey pear.
And good ol’ Texas sage.
To name a few.
Green is where it’s at.
There’s even green jobs.
And green boomers.
All drinking green tea.
Next thing we’ll say, “Have a green day.”
Renee Walker is a poet, author, and real estate broker on the square.