Tiny Drops
Joy bubbles up in the tiniest of spaces--
look at the weeds that push through the cracks,
shining their green brilliance
against the gray slabs--
hello little yellow flower,
a member of the broadleaf family,
you are as bright as sunshine
& hopeful as a tear-soaked smile--
look for the tiniest drops of joy,
peeking through the darkest of days--
they are there.
Stephen Gospage
Thu 26th Jan 2023 08:18
A lovely poem, Hélène. It makes me ashamed that I sometimes see such growths as a nuisance. Never again.