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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

A flower in the desert

In the vastly spreading desert a little flower grows
With tiny pink petals and a presence that hardly shows
She is the only flower in that desert you will see
She smiles with gentle beauty and is beautiful as can be

How she survives that desert with its heat extremely high
Is a miracle for the storybooks that no one can deny
Yet she silently waits the raindrops that will  fall upon her face
And soothe her thirsting spirit as she  blesses that arid place

If ever you are hopeless and think things can not go right
think of this little flower growing despite the desert's  plight
She seems so mighty foolish to think that she could grow
Where all the rest of the flowers would never venture to go

Yet she has a hope within her and continues through the pain
And her hope is never foolish for  there always comes a rain.
So too when your life is darkened by shadows that you fear
Keep a hope within you for your morning star is near


  1. Hi Joy,
    This poem is beautiful! You have enduring strength and I am amazed at your optomism despite all that you have been through. Many allow scepticism to rule them after experiencing much less than you have. Keep writing!

  2. Hi Pam

    Birds of a feather flock together..they say. . am sure you will not mind me saying that I have found such in you as well.. You have, continuously reached out to me and are so encouraging despite all you have gone through and continue to know..Thank you for being so so kind to me. With much love and gratitude: joy


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