shE blooms like a floWer
the beginning of SprinG
downY petals unfurl
the bluebells DID sing
her gaiters arE dropped
her wordliness eMploys
filling all seNses
with infinite Joys
shE flaunts her costume
still damp with morning deW
not many are allowed to touCH her
a select chOsen few
heR sweetness pervades
heR succulent scent
sHe will take you there
she is heaVen sent