marigold (part 1)

Between two smallish hills
tucked between two big mountains
lived a young girl named Marigold
her house, it had a fountain.

The neighbors called it Flower House
because it was almost covered
by plants and flowers everywhere
paradise for bees when discovered.

Marigold was very bright
a clever sharp young girl
what most people didn’t know
her best friend was a squirrel.

Marigold had a ton of friends
who lived right in the gardens
and if you think this makes her silly
I would say, I beg your pardon.

For a clever young girl to make friends
with what lives around her
this may sound preposterous
but your judgment, do defer.

You may come to love them all
these creatures great and small
I will tell you a story now
the does describe them all.

(A note to you dear reader: A new world we enter today. I’ve met Marigold before, in my imagination. The time has come for her to come out to play.)