The Flower That Survived
And to the flower that survived
I do salute thy strength
Through wind and frost, to still have thrived
Advance at any length
Though thirsty for the taste of love
You held a barren field
With patience and the stars above
Your will to never yield
Though some might say of brawny fare
That therein lies the ace
Yet I say, through your gentle care
Endurance wins the race
I know the flower that survived
Though faded by the sun
Thy beauty still to be derived
From all that you have done
Dedicated to my dear, sweet mother…
(Still surviving!)
Happy Mother’s day
5/14/23
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