Aw that is a lovely poem. We have learned, this year, quite how abundantly our flowers will grow through cracks in the pavement, if the city council suspend their weed killing services!
Ya know I have seen things growing in the strangest places. Up on a roof in a crack. Next to a bridge pillar with all concrete around it. Where there is a will there is a way.
The queen of pavement braving the heat... Stop and say howdy would be quite neat. Don't pick me, I will shrivel & wilt... Enjoy my beauty, my beauty, to the hilt!
Please leave a meow or bark for Angel Madi...her assistant (aka Mom) will respond in a timely fashion. =^..^= Life is short, spend it with those who make you laugh “Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.” (Leo F. Buscaglia) TONS OF HUGS Cecilia and Angel Madi Email: candb214@att.net
that is a sweet ode to a flower... we hope it is always brave and it will find the light
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ReplyDeleteOH, yes, you have excelled today Miss C!!! YAM xx
Love your poem and that cute little flower.
ReplyDeleteYES! Perfection in a poem.....just what most of us saw and felt when we studied this persistent little yellow flower in the pavement. DETERMINATION!
ReplyDeleteThanks for playing poetry with us...............
Love, Pam
Aw that is a lovely poem. We have learned, this year, quite how abundantly our flowers will grow through cracks in the pavement, if the city council suspend their weed killing services!
ReplyDeleteLove the determination of this little yellow flower. Very good words, Cecilia!
ReplyDeleteGood poem for the picture.
ReplyDeleteYa know I have seen things growing in the strangest places. Up on a roof in a crack. Next to a bridge pillar with all concrete around it. Where there is a will there is a way.
A flower in a crack
ReplyDeletewell hurt my back
when I bend over to pick it
and take it home to stick it.
In a vase haha
What a sweet poem for that picture.
ReplyDeleteThat really was a super sweet poem, we enjoyed!
ReplyDeleteWe had one little sprig of sweet woodruff growing up through a knothole in a wooden plank just like that little flower. Amazing!
ReplyDeleteI love, love, love your poem. Sizes that photograph up so very nicely.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day, my friend. Big hug. ♥
great poem today C !!! and the border around it is just as awesome !! & az da tabbies have been sayin today
ReplyDeleteheerz two a noize free... safe.... N happee week oh end :) ♥♥
The queen of pavement braving the heat...
ReplyDeleteStop and say howdy would be quite neat.
Don't pick me, I will shrivel & wilt...
Enjoy my beauty, my beauty,
to the hilt!
That's a tough flower to worm its way through that crack - your poem says it all very well.
ReplyDeleteWe love your Fourth of July header!!!
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
That is a very sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteGreat job on the poem. XO
ReplyDeleteI love the poem...and the tenacity the little one exhibited to any and all fortunate enough to see.
ReplyDeleteLovely!!
ReplyDeleteAn excellent job
ReplyDeleteI read this as don't be afraid to make the most of any situation and to be yourself. Good advice for all. Happy 4th!
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely poem for a very strong flower.
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