Bring On The Violets Poem by Susy Evelyne
Bring On The Violets
Violets! Lovers of by-the-way places.
Violets! Peepers with innocent faces,
in purple or blue
showing faithful and true,
every spring,
when birds sing.
Violets! Purveyors of perfume and sweetness.
Violets! Of all flowers, you are my weakness.
Yet some slate you as ‘weeds’.
But doesn’t our world need
with its soulless concrete
a little softening at the edges?
Wild flowers, trees, blossoming hedges.
So make space for...
Violets! Sweet-scented winter-chasers.
Violets! Exquisite posy-makers.
Violets! Suburban lawn renovators!
Make a space in your heart -
That’s the best place to start.
21.3.12
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I like it - and a weed is just a flower growing in the 'wrong' place. Violets are not weeds, they are beautiful.
But doesn’t our world need with its soulless concrete a little softening at the edges? it does, Susy, thank you so much for this lovely gift of violets.
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4/26/2024 1:14:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Exquisite poem and entertained by reciting in loud.