By
Robin Atkins
I ask the flowers
about new beginnings.
And the crocus says
be
strong like me.
Push
your way
through the dark to the light.
And the cherry blossom says
be
soft like me.
Let
your gentle weaknesses
tremble
in the rain.
And the tulip says
be
a begging bowl like me.
Hold
your heart open
to
the gift of the morning's warmth.
And the daffodil says
be
a trumpet like me.
Sing
out your loveliness
for
the joy of those around you.
And the rose bud says
be
patient like me.
Feel
the pulse of the sun.
Your
time to bloom is near.
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