08/07/2023
THE FLOWER IN THE GARDEN.
By Ross Poyzer
From the cold damp soil, a garden flower grows,
Reaching up from the humble earth to greet the sun,
Its face straining to find the light which calls to it,
And as it opens reflects that which gives it life.
Flower like you grew in the beauty of the light,
Stretching out for your place in the earths great garden,
And as the flower gives back colour and glory,
Enriching the lives of eyes that gaze upon it,
Its petals hungrily opening to the sun,
You too generously opened in radiance.
Then too quickly the flower returns to the earth,
Though gone now, the beauty will evermore remain.
This is an example of my writing, which would be a great poem at the funeral of a gardener or lover of gardens and flowers.
