May your earlys bloom early

and your lates bloom late

May your bud-count be plentiful

and your scapes all stand straight

May your spiders be spidery

and your bagels be round

May your foliage be blue green

no rust to be found

May your darks all be sunfast

and your polychromes bright

May spring rains be timely

and summer’s heat slight

May your purples be regal

and your pinks be true

May all of your seedlings

be (what else) shades of blue

May your picotees be plentiful

and your borders be bold

All dripping with chicken phat

on edges of gold

May each flower open fully

and lift its face high

To honor its Maker

up there in the sky

And as peak bloom arrives

with each clump all aglow

It’s hard to be humble

it’s hard not to crow

But I truly believe

that you reap what you sow

Lord, please bless my bloomers

for they comfort me so