As my green thumbed husband drove to work each and every day
He lustily admired Pagodas in a nursery on the way
So at the start of our vacation as a gift of my love and affection
I bought him a Pagoda in celebration of his flower gardens erection
Choosing a favorite Pagoda amongst so many was Harder than we thought it would be
Until with a stroke of luck the nice owner named Dick, offered us a premature summer sale on three
My husband erected his pagoda ramrod straight between his flowers and the earth
Very Happy with it's details, height, beauty and girth
As we sat each day enjoying the gardens new view with great admiration
A shaft of sunlight illuminated my eyes to a new observation
I scratched at my cocked head with curiosity till my finger joint went numb
What does this pagoda remind me of? NO answers seemed to come
Deep in my brains bone and in my hearts center core
I swear I've seen this Pagodas shape somewhere before
It's driving me nuts, what it is, I can not think!
But I must end my poem for my Pen is out of ink
sunday scribblings
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