The Hybridizer’s Dream

By Andy Vanable

There is a little dream . . .
And in that dream, there’s a garden full of roses . . .
Lots and lots of roses.

There’s mommy roses . . .
And daddy roses . . .
And those “special” little roses . . .
My little baby roses.

There’s pink ones . . .
White ones . . .
And yellow ones too.

There’s petals . . .
Lots and lots of petals . . .
Some with rows and rows and rows of petals . . .
And some with only but a few.

There’s big ones . . .
Little ones . . .
And every other size in between ones.

Of course, there’s fragrance . . .
Lots and lots of fragrance!
Some that will give you but a sniff . . .
And some that will pack quite a punch.

And these little babies are mine . . .
Yes! All mine!
And you can have some too.

There is a little dream.