The Poppy by the Gate

A moment to appreciate,
The poppy by the garden gate,
Not planted there by human hand,
But blown in at the wind's command.
As bright and pretty as can be,
What joyful serendipity!

2 thoughts on “The Poppy by the Gate”

  1. You’ve captured the beauty of such moments in your poem! It’s so easy to miss those moments, and I thank you for your lovely poem, Angela, that reminds me to be more observant and willing to pause.

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