Shared her power

 

two flowers sit side by side

amongst the meadow verge

 

corn flower blue

"is that you?"

"yes" said sky blue "it is I"

 

and still they sat

and still, they sat

 

quiet

quiet

thundered out

 

are you ok flower?

yes I pout

 

I was ok just watching my friend

being quiet did not offend

I felt no need to weave a screen

I didn't mind my misery

on display

seen

 

it was nice I felt

to be so

so rare for me to sit with self not run away
to watch you by my side
 

miraculous this fellow flower
sat by me
and shared her power

in return wanted nothing
just company on the verge
or something
and happy enough in my struggle
the crowning glory
that treasured smuggle