What  A Lark!

Really, the idea!

Someone, someone insanely creative,

has decorated my entire front lawn

with little discs of bright red paper,

hundreds and hundreds of them,

no bigger than your fingertip,

 spots of complementary red upon the green,

artistic intention all too evident.

I am shocked, but pleasantly so.

I am, I must admit, impressed.

The cherry-tree, red  blossoms trembling,

stands just as amazed as myself,

as we both look about us,

hoping to detect some likely artist.

'Mad! Mad!' I remark, most amused,

as I go back indoors.