The Tulips Are Out
A Poem About the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival
the tulips are out
again in the valley,
drawing swarms
of people like bees
with vibrant petals,
whole fields turned
yellow, red, purple.
the tulips are out
again in the valley,
lined up together in
colorful rows, as if
mimicking the tourists
lined up together
in backroad traffic.
the tulips are out
again in the valley,
and parking near
the fields is hard to find,
with license plates
from maine to arizona
lining the lots.
the tulips are out
again in the valley,
causing the locals
to grumble and
the buses to run late,
but the tulips are
the first sign of spring.
the tulips are out
again in the valley;
i know how the
saying goes, but
it looks like
year-round showers
bring April flowers.
About the Creator
Katherine J. Zumpano
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