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I saw this little sprout one day
A sprout like none I’ve seen before
Unique
Rising between a concrete crack
From time to time I would notice
The growth
Against the forces deigned to halt,
Something so delicate and free
It thrived
From spindly bud to luscious bloom
One day it caught my eye and held
Me there
I knew then any further growth
Would need the help of one who cared
Like me
For I then young but determined
Had learned sometimes even the tough
Need help
That I needed this bloom as much
Was revelation in itself
Welcomed
The bloom that grew to be my wife
That watched me grow from boy to man
To hers
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Today’s form: Synchronicity
“Synchronicity” (The state or fact of being synchronous or simultaneous; synchronism. coincidence of events that seem to be meaningfully related.). This form consists of eight three-line stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be revealed within the last two stanzas.
Raivenne-lations 
Beautiful 🙂 as always inspiring and wonderful
Thanks Heavenly!
oh wow…this is really good…have you read the tupac poem about the flower groing through the sidewalk? it is very good…as is yours…we all need help…that is often hard to accept…i know it was for me at one point in life…and then the turn to personal in who it grew into…love that…this is really good…
Why thank you Brian. I know I read the Tupac poem ages ago, but don’t remember the details. Will have to refresh myself of it.
I agree with Brian- really good, dear.
Thanks Q!
I love this metaphorical poem and the images you use. The form is cool, too, and I’m glad you shared it with us. For a few years, in the walkway to our front door, a little bunch of forget-me-not grew between the slabs of concrete. If I recall, I used them in a poem I wrote, too, as a metaphor for endurance.
Some flowers are very hardy indeed. Thanks Victoria.
Very nice. I wasn’t expecting the ending.
🙂 Despite hardship we too have to bloom…lovely poem…
Very well written, the images and atmosphere is wonderful. I loved the ending.
This is such a beautiful story !!!
I too was not expecting the ending and was nicely surprised by it. I actually thought you were going to dig it up and put it in a planter somewhere to save it and to beautify your garden which in a way is what you did with your wife. She sounds as if she has truly beautified your life and this is such a wonderful poem of love.
Thank you for sharing it with us for this weeks Theme Thursday. I hope you have a wonderful weekend with your family.
God bless.