Living & Loving
Some
can be cold!
Some do not care!
How many see a flower?
How many pass unaware?
When I see a flower,
I am aware. I know a flower!
She tried to grow, she tried to bloom.
Among the briars she found
it hard to do.
Petal so
fragile
thorns
threatened
to tear.
She grew unaware refusing to bloom. Realizing there was more than
the briars and thorns, she stood tall and proud beginning to grow.
Pushing
past the
thorns,
seeing a
sky of blue.
The growth
was not easy,
it was not quick
and it is not through.
Yet, bluer and bluer grows the sky.
She felt a warmth she could not describe.
Things among the briars had been so cold so controlled. The thorns scratch and they hurt as she passed. Yet she struggled determined to find the source. It was not long and she saw,
thing she knew but seem to know a new.
Finally she had the room to bloom.
She stretched out her petals
In the warmth of the sun.
All she wants to do is feel,
The warmth coming through.
There is more to growth than most are aware.
To those who pass unaware, take a moment to care!