Little Flower, poetry by Kirsten Curcio at
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Little Flower

Little Flower

written by: Kirsten Curcio



I was a tiny seed
tossed and buried
sipping chilly hose water gushing
through chunky garden soil
In time, I sprout to splendid heights
Fondly plucked, handpicked delight
lounging in water with family gathered
for our sunshine fill at the windowsill
attired in matching sweet pink and white,
beaming tall as admirers caress, sniff, and aww…
We spend our days gazing, reflecting on life
and why we cherish it all

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