FLOWER By ... Steve Lucky

             FLOWER
       By ... Steve Lucky

A bright red flower grew
In the middle of a golden meadow.
Undisturbed by human beings
Its petals fluttered gently in the breeze.
Only the sound of the wind
And the chirping of the birds
Broke the silence surrounding it.
The meadow smelled fresh and alive
And the flower added the sweet scent
Found normally only in nature.
A light rain began to fall
Its cold yet refreshing drops
Providing one of the many things
The flower needed to grow.
Such problems seemed simple and easy to solve.
As long as the distant humans
Did not interfere with the course of nature.

Copyright 2000, Steve Lucky