The Little Flower
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The Little Flower. There's a storm upon us. Rain. Leaps and bounds. Come let me pull my roots up. My petals have turned into a dress. My flowers sprout arms. Roots now legs. A handy umbrella lone floats by. Let me make haste. Jump in. What's this now. A giraffe peering down. Hands me another. Now I have two. Umbrellas. Thank you kindly tall friend. I will remember you. Please come see me. When the storming storm stops. Water disappears down into the Earth. And I can be. Be what I was. A simple little flower. In someone's neighborhood.
September 19th, 2017
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