Wild Flowers

Renu Narayan posted under Poetry Tale-a-thlon S2: Poetry on 2022-08-25

I sat down to draw the flowers that grow wild  Beside the old broken pipe that waters them My pencil poised, one of them I closely eyed The bright blue flower atop the dark green stem. I sketched and drew till my fingers ached so bad When I held up my work of art, I was glad The flower’s beauty was caught forever now Grateful to the flower I gave it a bow.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!