The Posy - Scene & Story June 2017

On a bench at the lakeside metro station,

there was a forgotten posy of wild flowers starting to look a little wilted

and very thirsty.

The next metro didn't come for five minutes and nobody came to claim these flowers,

so it seemed the best thing to do was to bring them home,

trim their stalks and give them plenty of water.

They soon perked up in my little fluted vase

and their presence on my small round table

was both joyful and endearing.

I had a feeling that these flowers had been picked by a young child,

the stalks were uneven and broken at all different lengths.

I just hoped that she (or he) didn't go back to look for them...

and find them gone.

If you know the little posy creator,

please will you thank them for me

and show them how their flowers have been loved and well-cared for in my home.

They have thrived and smiled at me for many days.

Every time I looked at them, I thought of you,

the unknown and mysterious posy child!

A tender posy

Quite forgotten on a bench

Found its way to me.

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