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To Bloom Once Again

By John I. Blair

I was stumbling around
Trimming the weeds
Near the corner of the house.

As I turned to the side
I suddenly saw
Hiding behind
An old mock orange

A bright flash of red
Where nothing bright
Had appeared in years,
Nothing lovely.

An amaryllis
Missed by my spade
Three decades ago
When I planted the bush

Had somehow survived,
Tucked deep in the soil,
Hiding in shade,

And thirty years later
Conditions were right
Despite utter abuse
To bloom once again,

To bloom once again.

2020 John I. Blair, 4/29/2020

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