You Won't Know If You Don't Stop.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
You Won't Know If You Don't Stop....
One day upon a most beautiful day
one of the flowers in my backyard
is gesturing me
when I approach the lovely blooming plant
the smallest flower whispers to me
they may not hear me, or they'd kill me
please, take me from this spot
I am not happy here
they are all united in glee
since early dawn, the sun peeps again
and they are singing in the refrain:
"beautiful day, warm-hearted sunrays
are coming back again...."
please take me away from here
I become insane of their refrains....
just as I am thinking, I am really happy today
since the sun has brought more warmth on his way
that that tiny flower is getting insane
I haven't known
the wind has blown
languidly all my way
today there will be no hurrah, I must say
I am enjoying the breeze's billows
undulating on the concrete's furrows
upon the bottom of my insides
bruised by time and sudden tides
One day upon a most beautiful day
one of the flowers in my backyard
is no more....
sad to avow this
I know it because I have stopped
to listen to that complaint....
Poem Number 460
I know it because I have stopped
to listen to that complaint....
it be a plant or a human being
just stop for a minute when that being needs you
and listen to what he/she/it wanna say....
thank you so much for stopping by at my poem site,
thank you for your valuable understanding of this poem
and for your precious response(s) ,
thankfully yours,
Sylvia Frances Chan
Poetess
Evangelist
World Traveler
A.D. the 24th of November 2018
Early Morn
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5/5/2024 12:58:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Every beautiful day we remember which blooms near to our garden. We think abut happy moment about flower. Enjoying the beautiful fay and cool breeze motivates mind for new perception. But missing the flower is so sad.An interesting poem is beautifully and excellently penned...10
Thank you very much for your precious feed back and valuable comments. If you're Happy or have happiness, that does not mean that the whole world is happy either, the smallest blooming flower in own backyard is not happy and that I can never know IF I haven't stopped by to listen to. Thank you for your precious 10 too, Master Poet Kumarmani Mahakul Sir. G.B.U. in Abundance. Amen