Little Joys

The colors of flowers bring me
More joy than I can state.
Seeing natural beauty spark
From nothing to something
Radiates my soul in a way
That’s difficult to explain.
It’s a reminder of change
And time, both moving
Forward as is life, that
Nothing is permanent.
These fleeting beauties
Will settle or fade
Into the summer
But my what feelings
The pull from me now.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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