Liberty
Wisps of flowers peek here, glance there, tremble,
Pick their way through cracks in pavement,
Duck down, feel around, then up, up
Up again: Stretch greedily.
Kiss the daylight--
At last.
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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