My Little Flower
 
By Galiah M.

Wistfully waiting
Wondering and
Watching—when
Will this flower
                                Bloom?
Months of labor
Toiling, watering
Weeding pruning hoeing
So this delicate seed may yet
Sprout
One day
                                Soon.
Time
Passes, swiftly sweeping its
Wings over
But little to show for
All the
                               Care,
But know that it is
Not
The exquisite petals nor
The fragrance,
Nor the tall firm verdant
Stems
That count; it’s
The love dedication
Patient effort neverendinggiving that
Matters Up
                               There