A week back, in my garden bloomed, a tiny flower <br />Neither colorful nor flashy to grab anyone's attention <br />The next day one more bud opened of golden hue <br />Making it more visible, adding an iota to its attraction <br /> <br />Each day to the delicate stalk was added more <br />Until finally it grew into a large globular cluster <br />I now stand nonplussed before its splendor <br />So lovely, it can steal any one's glance by its luster <br /> <br />When the wind ruffles the leaves of trees <br />The mother plant in luxuriant foliage stands proud <br />Bobbing her golden crown in gentle breeze <br />Safely screened from the gaze of passing crowd <br /> <br />A dandy butterfly has come flitting down <br />To kiss those regal beauties like a besotted lover <br />Embarrassed by such a public show of love <br />The bashful maidens bend their heads so demure <br /> <br />I am the sole witness to this passionate romance <br />To the love struck dandy's out right advance!<br /><br />Valsa George<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sole-witness/
