Wild flower growing by the highway,
so beautiful and fair you are!
Dressed in the prettiest hue of blue,
you dazzled me with flare
at your beauty, i can not help but stare.
Pretty wild flower!
The sun is setting, the day is drawing
what you have left of life is but one hour,
if by chance i did not past in time,
if i had not headed to another place,
i would have missed your glorious face.
You only live for a day, and
you are not a match for a rose
you don't go under anybodies nose,
you don't enter competitions
with your single raw of petals,
you wouldn't win any medals.
But you brighten up the day of travelers,
standing bravely by the highway.
A beautiful poem about wild flowers etc.. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it 10+
a beautiful flower and a beautiful poem, MiIica... As I drive past in the highway, I love to watch those wild flower, sudden blooms and even the single blade of grass growing in a crack on the road...Natures has a wonderful effect on those who are open to her love...
dear milica.....just had a glimpse at the blue wild flower! the poem is beautiful in its content, and not many people stand by, to watch the wild flowers in bloom.one more thing in common! i just loved to read thispoem over and over.please read mine 'a day a lifetime'.wild flower goes in my favourite. ritty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing poetry…who cares for wild flowers? They stay unnoticed/uncared/unloved by blunt blinds… but your poetic eyes caught their un-shouted/non-pompous beauty…here the lies difference between seeing and viewing… … thanks for sharing… Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10