The Saucy Petunia
In a lovely garden, so lush, and so green,
Where the flora do bloom, oh so bold, and so keen,
Stood a flower right there, it was vibrant and bright,
’Twas a saucy petunia, what a wonderful sight.
With her petals of purple, and edged in white lace,
How she swayed in the breeze with an effortless grace.
Amongst her flowerful peers, yes she often would show,
In a powerful way how her body could glow.
“The sun,” she would claim, “oh it shines just for me
Yes, to highlight my beauty, for all those to see.
And the raindrops that fall from the heaven so high,
Are from clouds far above that in happiness cry.”
The roses would blush at her audacious claims,
Agreeing, they nodded, they felt just the same.
All of the flowers, stood tall and stood proud,
Humming and loving her confident sound.
But the garden’s sweet magic wasn’t simply for one,
Each flower, unique, under radiant sun.
The harmonic hues, such a collective feat,
Together, they make up a garden complete.
One evening, under the moon’s gentle glow,
Petunia pondering, as the cooler winds blow,
“Perhaps all this beauty, so bright and so bold,
Is just a part of a story that’s already been told.”
With sadness, she wilted, “Oh could this be true?
My petals are nothing, this beauty not new.”
“Stop with this chatter, you know not what you say
While beauty’s not novel, yours has its own way”
“There are trillions of flowers, they span across time”
“Not a singular rose, carries your unique rhyme,”
So, the saucy petunia, newly humble and sweet,
Twirled and danced with the wind, in her garden retreat.
With a heart full of love, and a new point of view,
She now bloomed ever brighter, as she finally knew.
In the garden of life, where all beings can grow,
It’s uniqueness we share, making every life glow.
