A Survivor

The earth was hard, dusty and dry,
Then, as we were driving by
Out of the corner of my eye
A bright blue flower looking toward the sky
It looked so beautiful it made me sigh.
It was a survivor; I wonder why?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
April 22, 2023 at 8:56 PM
That blue flower must have had 'the right stuff! ~ Tom Hanks
Turner Avatar
April 22, 2023 at 10:26 AM
Survival of the fittest. i do love this simple poem, Shirley. Monorhymes are fun and hard to write.
Hawkins Avatar
April 22, 2023 at 3:59 PM
You have to wonder sometimes if it is the survival of the fittest or a sign telling us not to give up as anything is possible. (A mixture of both?) Take care, Shirley
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