Miss Pink Petunia found a place to grow tender roots
in a pebbled crumbling sidewalk crack
ever persevering, she avoided heavy boots.
Though no one reassured or even believed,
in refreshing rains of spring
and blossomed all through summer’s eve.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
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