There once was a guy called Jim

It seems he went on a whim

His posts this year

Were nothing to fear

As none were written by him

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But with a thousand flowers grown from seed

And fields full of precious milkweed

It seems unfair

Not to share

A wee little glimpse – that’s what we need.

Ahh – the flowers they bring such cheer

So much more than whiskey and beer

Truth be told

It never gets old

In the gardens we had a helluva year.

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Happy New Year to you! I’m wishing you well in 2022. Jim