BUTTERCUP IN FROZEN


 BUTTERCUP IN FROZEN

Twice
In one night,
I thought I saw
A buttercup,
Shining
In the middle
Of a field
Of frozen snow,
But I was wrong.
It wasn’t a buttercup,
It was love.
Small enough
To be overlooked.
Big enough
To change the world.

                © 2020 Gwen Grant

11 thoughts on “ BUTTERCUP IN FROZEN

  1. Very happy that you liked the poem. I was just leaving my office when your kind words
    arrived, so thought I’d send straight back! Keep well and safe.
    Gwen.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Thank you so much for your comment. Trying to capture in words – in a poem – what
    you’re thinking and feeling is so difficult, it’s a joy when it works, even once!
    Gwen.

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