Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 In the Pink

At the edge of the pond there is

Lots of pink flowers do grow.

Wanting a closer look, gee whiz,

Into midst of the pink I go,

Where a nice, soft spot I do find

To settle myself down and be

Serene in body, soul and mind,

Enjoying all the pink 'round me.

In such a lovely time and place

I am very content to stay,

Feeling an acceptance with grace

From all the pink flowers array.

'Twixt and 'tween these flowers, I think

I'm a happy swan in the pink.