Night Bloom March 28, 2016March 14, 2018 ~ Ali Grimshaw In the dark night raining. Each flower drinks in, readying itself for dawn. With no eyes to witness, the gentle petals imbibe. A secret kept to themselves. © Ali Grimshaw 2016 Send a poem to your friends.Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
2 thoughts on “Night Bloom”
Thank you Lisa for your reflection. It is a quiet beauty.