The Magic of a Flower

It’s beauty brings a smile to my face as I run my weekly errands that I sometimes dread.

My mind drifts away momentarily to a peaceful place I when I see its radiance.

Being pessimistic though I wonder when it will die, but every week I see there are more flowers there to greet me.

I’m thankful for who ever planted them there because it brings a little bit of joy into my into my life.

I don’t know what the flowers are called or how to care for them and that’s ok. At least I know I have something to look forward to.

While the warm season continues I will keep my simple routine so I can admire its beauty.

When the cooler season arrives I will still cherish the memories.