Susan Herzog

Mackenzie Secondary School

You Are Beautiful

When you grow flowers
In a harsh climate
You appreciate every bloom.

It’s hard work making
Flowers bloom
When there is more winter
Than all other seasons;
But they bloom.
Some with care,
Some by luck,
Some to spite the
Gardener’s will.
Some we call
Weeds grow
Profusely outside
Our neatly planned borders.
Every flower, wild, planned,
Accidental or incidental,
Has its moment
When all the seeds
Manifested in growth
Are scattered.
Seeds, They grow.
They provide flowers
For upcoming gardeners
To nourish.
Seeds, a flower’s biggest flourish.