As autumn's grasp brings decay, I admire the hardy flowers that persist. Pansies are amazingly resilient, sometimes surviving under the winter's snow only to start growing again as soon as it melts. This happy face brightened an otherwise grey day. Oh, to be like the pansy always smiling no matter what nature throws at it.
Feisty flower indeed. Yes, if only we could all be more like pansies.
ReplyDeletePansies always remind me of my Mother- also a resilient spirit.
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