She gently moved
The fragile flower
In mid bloom-
Her eye catching it as mine was oblivious
To it’s hidden loveliness
Disguised by greenery-
The excitement in her eyes
The overwhelming joy in her tiny voice
Stopped my breathing for a mother’s moment-
As in that blink
She showed me that she understood
The truth of what I’ve been planting-
That appreciation of all things
Especially the ones
We all miss without second glances
Nut House Central 