A Bouquet Poem by Tricia Pattinson

A goddess or a whirlwind came
Froliced amongst the flowers seen

Little curiosity bloomed so bright
How could she resist its desire for light

The goddess or the whirlwind thrilled
Amongst so many heliotrophic blooms

There, she pointed, you are ancient named
A treasure from Egypt's greatest days

Over there she pointed with a skip
You beautiful pose from a heart broken

Gathered to her she picked and chose
Until her bouquet was rare and large

What came to Earth never left her grip
She holds you with tenderness

While you fragrance the world as you wish
As well throughout the Omniverses' reach

But alas, the garden calls
Where bouquets must return

To teach and set free the beautiful seeds
That they too may come to be