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About This Poem
THE FLOWER
Bustling city, busy streets,
Empty days filled by hollow release.
My downtrodden spirit lingers,
Watching others passing ideally by.
People trampled into restaurants,
And shops.
Oblivious to the world around me,
Alone I happened to walk.
It just happened right after a spring rain,
In cracked pavement below my feet.
Something amazing caught attentions gaze,
Miracles smallest wonder stood before me.
Kneeling amazed life flourished,
Amongst callous,
Stretching towards the sky petals,
Reached out.
An insignificant flower grew wild,
Pausing it touched an inner emotion.
A heart beating realization if ignored,
We are not very different.
Days later upon returning it had vanished
Without a trace.
But solitudes companion has it's reward,
While it lived it brought pleasure,
To thus myself and the lonely eye.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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