Walking across my path I see
a flower so fresh and new
it never crossed my mind
you see, to pick the one
that looked so new..

Many were hanging on the
vine, different colors did
I see, only one that caught
my eye, was the one hanging
much to low..

I picked it quickly, with
a smile, walking away
without a glance, that
behind me was a little
puppy, running after me..

If I knew the puppy was lost
I would of brought it home
but without a thought, I left
there, among the flowers
in the field.

I can never count the ways
all things I see, the dreams
I have, every day is my
awareness, in this world so
vast and new..

All the loves that come
my way, are loves of many
kind, like that little puppy
dog, I wish I had brought
home with me..


By Derena
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