Snow flower
Tiniest snow-white
petals
like
freshwater pearls,
star-like
clusters swaying
on a
stem so spindly
it looked
to break
in the hearkening
wind.
Yet it
proved so hardy,
lone amongst
skinny weeds,
concealing
its brightness
so even
the bees didn’t see.
The man
sheltered it
with the
curve of his hand,
pitying its
aloneness,
its delicate
beauty,
for it
had a right to be.
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, August 6 2020
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