After many nights having a temperature in the thirties, the flowers have been gone for a long time. Except for this one. Just one, all the others have been dead long ago.
The leaves grow in a rosette around the base. Here are the leaves of the others that died back in the fall.
One voice
can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true,
One life can make a difference,
You see, it's up to you!
One vote
can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
Ashish
Ram
19 comments:
That's a hardy little thing! The poem reminds me of "It's better to light one candle than curse the darkness."
Good that you managed to catch the last flower before it faded.... Nice colour...
Extraordinary after the low temps!!
one sweet flower hanging on for dear life.. i like your quote and the one monk commented with. both mean the same.
What a beautiful flower...and that it is still there is a miracle.
What a beautiful little survivor!
I don't know this flower, but it is very beautiful!
A meaningful quote, thank you for it. And what a determined little flower.
Lovely! And the very last ones stand out all the more, don't they! :)
Such a pretty "survivor"!!!!!
And I love how a new post here, is always a surprise new Header! Have never seen a blogger do this, in all my many blogging years. I think you really deserve an *Award* for coming up with this idea.
Love new and inventive things, in Dear Old Blogging. -smile-
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How amazing! Such a strong little flower!
What a cheery flower it is!
A brave and hardy little flower, and very pretty. Thank you also for the poem also. I really enjoyed the sentiments.
Thang is one strong flower and it’s beautiful!
Great quote :-)
That is one strong and determined flower. It's pretty too.
Love that poem
I love the quote Ginny, thank you for sharing.
And you know how much I love flowers.
xx oo
Carla
Your quote is great, Ginny...very appropriate as always as is that ONE...:)jp
Shine on, brave little blossom. xoxo
Bright and cheerful colour. That is a tough flower. Good poem.
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