Wednesday 27 December 2023

Consider the lilies

In my high-heeled twenties 
I thought flowers had be earned.
That I had to put myself in your way
To captivate you and
Prove how beautiful I was
By your words.

Now I am older,
I like to be barefoot.
I know that wildflowers bloom divine
On a breath, dressed sky blue red 
For the Sun -
Whether seen by you,
Or no-one. 


LJ Ireton 2023

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