Bougainvillea

Mom says Vases don't look nice empty So,I picked yesterday Bougainvillea bloom from our parking lot Rather than rosebuds For it preaches lessons of endurance Spreading spring in parched summers Or in march springs Rich economies of it's presence Discreet by ignorance of cared reaping It's papery petals hides magic inside A delicate bloom of pristine white From it's stoic woody stalks Shoots off new green branches on all sides Hurling foibles of never say die With gentle breeze blossoms glide to and fro A plant blessed with eternal spring 25/03/2019