A bit more flower-like

It has been a miserable cold, dark, wet winter and yet, the violets on the verge at the end of the street where I live have managed to come out in all their glory. These tiny little flowers like purple gems that, catch ones eye shining up out of the green grass. The brave little flowers do what flowers do, they open up and show the world their beauty. Flowers go with the season or conditions they have, they don’t worry about the snowfall that, might come tomorrow or if the mimosa tree up the road is sucking up more water than them, or that the daffodils are bigger than they are. If nobody ever saw them or bent to smell them they would still brighten up the patch where they are They ignore the animals domestic or wild that run, peck or pee around them. Scampering squirrels or hurrying humans we are all the same to them. Flowers just do their thing. I’m going to try to be a bit more flower-like and just do my thing.