Classic and Contemporary Poetry

TULIP BLOOMS, by BARBARA RUTH COLLINS
First Line: All the tulips by her yard / were warped
Last Line: On brave lips, pale and thin.
Subject(s): Tulips

All the tulips by her yard
Were warped with wind and rain;
All the buds were twisted
As wry lips with bitter pain.
All the tulips in his yard
Were twisted by the rain and wind,
But still they blossom like a smile
On brave lips, pale and thin.