A Gift


A tiny blossomed flower amidst a flat and barren ground
It shimmy’s in the wind with no buffers or surrounds
A mornings limber stretch to greet the sun-filled sky
Offering a gazing gift to any random passer by
If only to be remembered when its persistence is through
It’s life of simple pleasure bestowed solely upon you

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