Shh.... your flowers are sleeping

I’ve received some beautiful flowers over the last few months since my operation and through my recovery. They always make a wonderful gift.

But never has a box been delivered that slides through the letterbox.

And never haver they come with a note like this attached…

They are a gift from the writing group I used to belong to.

So I thought it fitting to write a poem as a thank you to these wonderful wordsmiths….

Shh…

your flowers are sleeping,

tightly curled up in their buds,

enfolded by their silky sheets 

         and fragrant dreams

Breathing in the air around

soaking up the sun

drinking dew drops on their face

          A new life begun!

Potential starts in tiny spaces

a word, or turn of phrase

leads you on a pathway

                             of imagination

to while away the days…

My flowers look beautiful now but they are still sleepy and once they wake up the blooms will be even more stunning – it said so on the box!