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,
A touch of 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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