Once Upon a Lonely Morning

Once upon a lonely morning
facedown in the grass I layed
when I saw a tiny little flower
hiding under the tall blades

 

I was amazed at it’s perfection
so hidden, so unseen
too insignificant to give color
to the world of green

 

Tenderly I touched the purple petals
and wonder filled my heart
because that tiny speck of color
had made my loneliness depart

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