Flowering Plum Tree

Even while the frost still clings to the ground

Your tiny pink blossoms emerge by the thousands

Covering branches with a cloak of rose-colored petals

Bobbing gleefully in the early spring breeze.

How I love your fortitude to bloom even as the snow falls

Reminding us that the most beautiful masterpieces

Emerge from the raw, frozen ground

Bravely coming to life against all odds

While the rest of the Earth remains dormant and cold.

Are we not products of resistance?

Refusing to stay stagnant when there is growth to embrace?

Published by Quietest Poet

Writer, mother, counselor, flower gardener, recipe seeker, and Netflix lover.

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