May Flowers

If we are afield and dancing in the wind
With spirit of life and love alive within
We may aspire to be an object of desire
A part of perpetuating life’s spiritual fire
Seeding the color of future days refrain
Feeding the story of life’s magical chain
Or rather the pride of a glorious display
An exalted position of prominent array
We exclaim, look at us, we’re proud to show you
Beauty and spirt of our glorious design and hue
And despite detachment from the wind outside
And the little we die each day with glory and pride
To bring the joy and beauty of Mother Earth today
In form of endearment in glass on this Mother’s Day