Seemingly insignificant,

A bloom that lapst the Spring, -

A blush on white now did retrace,

The intent it did bring;

Most days we live in darkened halls,

Looking straight ahead,

Not knowing that some boons were sent,

to wash away the dread;

Standing with disregard,

to validate the heart's,

Of some who loved in silence,

then quickly did depart;

When you see a Winter's bloom,

Or laugh inside your tears,

Validate the ones who make,

The difference when their near!

Michelle lee Schaeffer

Poet in the Vine~*