A Short Poem

Flower growing, always reaching
Always upwards, Stretching, seeking
Sunlight through forgotten branches
Through the tangles, brilliant glances

Flowers find the sparkling traces
Feeling warmth on colored faces
Turning towards the glimpse of sky
That tangled branches let pass by

And as I wondered at the view
The flower found the streak of blue
I see it took its place with care
And decide that I will leave it there

-Georgette Graham