MarchMake Magic: Biological Mutualism

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I love the ONE peony that pops up each spring and takes weeks to grow the bud, so tightly wrapped with ants crawling around to sip up the nectar and chase away any other harmful insects before one day that bud slowly begins the unwrapping to be this big, bold, pink beauty of a flower to bless the day. See the Almanac on Biological Mutualism

Magic in the Mutual

Small buds grow, tightly bound
With sepal nectar dripping down
As ants its sweetness sips a bit
And defends from others’ harmful grip
A thanks to peony as it grows
Nature living mutual.

Sheri Edwards
03.04.23 063.365.23
Poetry/Photography