Red Writes......

Like a flower...

The sun sends it's beams down upon my day. I'm grateful for every single shining ray. The birds chitter and chat and I wonder just where they are at. They flitter and they flit among the branches of the trees. Every single one of my cats they tease!The freshest of Spring petals tempt and tickle my nose. Soon I find myself wondering just where the dandelion fluff really goes?

I've nothing better to do you see, than to sit and appreciate what wonders are brought to me.

...how Spring can roar in on a wind storm and trail off with a bleat at sunset... how it drives my Daddy and his fishing pole to the bug infested inlet, how it wraps us up so tightly in awe and yet we still feel the chill of Winter's reluctant thaw....how everything is brighter and the clouds are whiter -just like the mountain peaks still capped with snow. I wonder how wonderful it would be to share this bliss everywhere I go.

Oh to be a flower- on a sturdy stem or vine. Plucked from a scenic garden, and trucked to a mansion so fine... or a lovely corsage or boutonniere on someone's biggest day. Perhaps the first attempt to say 'I love you' when he could find no other way.

Would I be a sweet Honeysuckle or a perky Plumeria blossom? Perhaps I'd choose to be the perfect red rose... now wouldn't that be awesome?

How could one choose from such a vast array? Spring flowers have sprung and I discover a new one each day. But in the end nothing can really compare- for we are our own variety so precious and rare.

Go forth like a flower- be bold or sweet. Be exotic and chaotic, or quiet and neat. Be intoxicating or demure, coy or meek. Even a weed is persistent and never ever weak. Plant seed in your wake, of deeds and good will. Hold out against the fickle frost and you will blossom still.

Because flowers are we who make the world smile. Go forth like a flower in true Spring style!

-Red 05-22-08