I was thrilled to receive an email from a lady at work recently that included the word ‘huzzah’.
There is hope for the world yet, when brave people use more than the standard vocabulary.
The poem is not specifically about her, it is more broadly meant,
but she does has the honour (or otherwise) of being the sixth person at work
who has been responsible for prompting a poem.
Wildflowers – pick them where you find them.
If there is one thing that I fear,
Alone, within a crowd,
It’s having no one to receive
My messages, as put out.
No seeds grow
On barren ground.
When from afar,
A message comes through
Loud and clear,
There’s life out there!
© J Cosmo Newbery 2013