The Wallflower That Bloomed Poem by Denis Martindale

The Wallflower was a gentle thing located in plain sight,
In wait for all the joys of Spring and Summer's blessed sunlight.
The other flowers paid no heed, too busy for a chat,
Too lost in thought, in word and deed, and thus, the end of that.

The Wallflower wanted company, some dialogue at least,
A chance to share creatively, a chance to join the feast.
Aren't we meant for one another? Aren't we meant to find new friends,
Join the journey and discover true love before life ends?

The Wallflower was a precious thing, with God's gifts all its own,
And God knew all the joys to bring as He sat on His Throne.
And so it was God granted time when happy hopes resumed!
It grew and grew to look sublime with every day it bloomed.

Time changes every little thing, just like a mustard seed,
That one day stands as if a king, triumphant, yes, indeed.
So there's no reason to give in to loneliness at all,
Just bide your time until God grants your mighty miracle!


Denis Martindale.16th June 2025.


The Gospel book poem is for Cally Logan.