
The Lion’s share,
the Lion’s roar
– the call of destiny
presented in form
none were looking for:
an uncommon gift
bearing uncommon seed
trampled under foot
and slandered as common weed;
and every spring
a reminder appears
showing that hope
and love remain
– sprouting from the seeds
that have been sown
and given in simple truths
that all have been shown;
within reach,
within season,
out in the lawn,
out of the bounds of reason;
with childlike faith
take this moment
to make a “wish”
before its gone
with mind
……and golden opportunity blown.