Wildflower
Natural beauty, Value far beyond all,
A wildflower
soft yet firm in the storm
Surrounded by flowers that gauge,
Hope to reflect, humble beauty simple grace, shimmering petals
The wildflower not knowing it’s own strength and beauty
Creates joy by being
Each day demands
The fragrance to fill,
the spectacular colors put on view
Brief time of expression
God’s beauty in it’s short life
Many times no eye even sees them in the wild
Yet the life,
Art to behold cherish and treasure
Long after the petals fall the perfume fragrance remains
Winds may toss and cold might come but
Planted seeds from its life
grow silently beside
Sustained life and beauty
Soon to grow again and again
(Wildflower, Glimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta)
This poem reflects thoughts of the love of my life, Jayne.🖼🌸
