A Spring flower…


A Spring flower…

Was a Spring flower.
So tall and so beautiful.

Was a Spring flower.
That reached for the sky.
The sky and the sun adored her.

She would dance with the wind and
the wind would whisper love songs to her.

Late Summer came and the flower slowly weaken and faded away.
The sky cries great rain/snow and the sun hid behind the clouds.

In early Spring.
The flower appeared again.

The rain and snow stopped.
The sun shined from morning dawn to nightly dust.

The gentle wind danced with the beautiful flower again.
The world became beautiful and wonderful once again.


                           John Castellenas/Coyote

Category : poetry