Ode to Annuals By Deborah Holt Williams The bulbs hunker down, relaxed underground,they know they’ll be back in the spring. But the annuals shout“Our time’s almost out!”With colorful music they sing! Nasturtiums, petunias, marigolds, too,a bright, brilliant chorus in fall. So cheerful all summer,they’ll die (such a bummer).But in autumn, they give it their all!