Not Giving Up…A Poem.

NOT GIVING UP

I see you there, scarred and torn,

Yet still you come, each new morn.

Though wounded much, you stay strong,

Spreading beauty, all day long.

Such wonders there, I do see,

Showing forth, still mightily.

So cheerfully, flying ’round,

Not giving up, you have found

That even though, scarred and torn,

Your beauty shows, each new morn.

Β©Steve McLeod.

19 Comments on “Not Giving Up…A Poem.

  1. The poem is great along with the flowers and butterfly. Love the swallowtail butterfly that we have in the Far North although they are probably smaller than yours.

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