Blossom

When I try to consciously
appreciate moments
I tend
to cling too much
to them
but yesterday
I saw a toddler
walking yes on his own
wobbly he moved up the sidewalk
his grandmother there with him
and I thought how once
I too was new to walking
that
experience we both share
may
that moment of connection
be a blossom
if
most my moments were of bloom
my life I would live in flower.



Michael Orlando Mancarella
written October 2022
Published to
Bird Sounds & Sunlight on September 12, 2023

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