Little petunias grow out of a hanging basket           

On a deck surrounded by trees.

A mass of yellow and white two-toned flowers

Cascade down to the wooden floor.

They are small, delicate flowers.

A breeze moves their petals

So that they sway daintily.

The petunias are lady-like and

They bring sunshine to the day.

Joyful is the song they sing.

Yu/stan/kema.