You left me without any warning,
So the seed we’d planned to plant together,
I scattered randomly throughout the morning,
And it’s survived every kind of wind and weather,
Today I came across a patch
That survived against all odds,
Yellow sunshine, without match,
Amongst dead leaves and grimy sods.
To remind me of the love we shared,
Unexpected, perfect, right,
A love that was beyond compare,
That should have vanquished blight.
A beacon of perfection,
Of something true and pure,
Surviving ‘natural’ selection,
Weeds, burdock and manure.
These cheerful flowers symbolise,
That our love is still alive,
Despite the gloomy, threatening skies,
Our love forever will survive…
© Caro Ness 2017