wild daisy.
grew in grass
plucked by
dirty 5-year old
boy hands,
with unabashed love
wild daisy.
now drinks
water
in window,
reminds me
of His grace-filled love
wild daisy.
that's
me
plucked
to drink His Life-giving water
* This is a poem I wrote in June.
As I read the RAP (Random Acts of Poetry)
prompt from L.L. Barkat for this week of July 10,
I recalled one I already penned that more or less matches...
1. find an object and name it
2. describe what it looks like
3. ask it to bring you a quality it possesses
2 comments:
Plucked with unabashed love... that's how it goes with a child, yes? Sweet, sweet picture.
Everything about this poem was cute and sweet - may we all be plucked and placed within "His Life-giving water"
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