Crocuses in the Gutter

Crocuses in the Gutter

I might have missed them

had not the lingering morning storm left me

head-bowed, eyes-down

as I walked the dog.

.

A little row of crocuses in the gutter:

tiny,

fragile,

reminding me

that even in the cast-off debris of our world

hope can spring forth.

Beauty,

simplicity,

life.

.

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Crocuses in the Gutter