A wonderful reader’s poem… read on and enjoy the moment.

I ‘d like to find a flower

It wouldn’t be any flower

but one no one has seen before

so I roam a lot in a sea of fields

The poppies distinguished like blood drops

The daisies open like an endless invitation

to ask whether you are loved.

Their petals open to the dew.

Their leaves frail

And the forget me not flowers

blue, mystical

I move on through them

looking for my flower through the Spring grass

and when I find it

I won’t cut it to make it my own

I ‘ll stay for a while, admire

and then leave having seen something beautiful

locked in my heart

like a protective amulet.

Fandet – May 2024