Life is a wayside flower

I walk to my work place, on my way I meet beautiful Bougainvillea flowers in full bloom, they smile and greet everyone without worrying about anyone appreciating them! When I read this poem, I loved it so much! So here it is for all of you to enjoy…..



Saw a little wayside flower
growing right there in the street
Finding just enough moisture
to prosper down there at my feet
It seemed like a really fine testament
to all that life truly means
For there’s always beauty to be found
Where and whenever it seems
So here’s to wayside flowers
as the metaphor is clear
For every time you need a smile
some beauty will be near


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