Flower

A flower blooming in the heat
The desert scorching all with sand
And wind and bitter dryness here
Moves across a barren land.

And all about is tan and red
But then the pedals singing out
Purple with a golden heart
Amidst a sea of drab and dead.

It’s hard to think that it could live
In conditions such as this
So beautiful it must be seen
When all else seems so dead.

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