Dear Coneflowers..






Dear coneflowers,
How I love how you bloom.
Other flowers have folds of lush petals, all crowding for the attention.  
But you with your spiky middle, petals straight down, remind me of a face turned towards Heaven. 
It's almost like you're saying "Beam me up!". 
You are a determined, drought-resistant flower. 
You're rarely bothered by pests.
They say your seeds even attract song-birds.

Perhaps you have a few life lessons to teach us?
Drought-tolerant,
not bothered by pests,
attracts song-birds,
face to Heaven.

You're my favorite,
Sara



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