Small Beauties

Small Beauties                           

I dream of a day when time will slow for me,
that I may stop to notice a flower in the grass.

Leaves of vibrant green,
a green so fresh and saturated
that it radiates pure energy.

Petals of deep yellow,
the sun, a sinking orb of light
as day wears on.  

Nestled so among the tall blades,
ever tossed by those rustling giants,
that one may easily pass it by.

Yet if time could pause
its rushing agenda,

That flower in the grass,
small in size but great in beauty,
could bring such joy.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. jingle
    Feb 03, 2010 @ 22:00:08

    the enjoyment for nature is almost universal,
    beautiful poem,

    loved the play of your WORDS. 😉


  2. slpmartin
    Feb 04, 2010 @ 03:58:34

    Sometimes when I’m working in the yard…I suddently notice a small wild flower buried among the weeds and I am amazed by it’s beauty…thanks for reminding me to look.


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