Saturday, April 14, 2018

Look At You Sweet Blue

By the roadside
tangled and dry
I look again
at you Sweet Blue
and see
your quiet lovliness
your soft petals
your shining face
as you rise and shine
above the wild grasses.

It is ever so lovely 
to see you this day.

I wonder if you sing?

I will come by again
to sit with you and listen.

I bid you good day
sweet lovely flower
changing every hour.

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