Flower Poem // Poetry // Jim Burns

 

Flower Poem

You came to me

with a poem

cupped in your hands

like a flower

a sunflower maybe

colorful and light

and airy

around the edges

but of some

weight 

and girth

in its middle

not flashy

but a

happy flower

a gift

from you

to me

but how am I

supposed to read 

a flower?

Jim Burns was born and raised in rural Indiana, and received degrees from both Indiana State University and Indiana University. He then spent the vast majority of his working years as a librarian. After retiring he turned to his long-held interest in writing and has been fortunate to have published during the past five years approximately 30 pieces. He lives with his wife and dog in Jacksonville, Florida.