A Wildflower

Somewhere in the backyard
Untended and unknown stands
a wildflower.
Somehow without watering or tending,
Beneath God’s sun and guidance thrives
a wildflower.
Sometimes yellow and red petals
Of intricate designs and numbers are on
a wildflower.
Someone, a lover of beauty
And freedom walks by and picks
a wildflower.
Some love grows and
Pressed in a book is
a wildflower.

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About Shainbird

"A lonely craftsman putting one word after another."
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One Response to A Wildflower

  1. segmation says:

    What is nice about wildflowers is the so many different colors and varieties! Thanks for stopping by my blog!

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