The last one for NaPoWriMo 2014!

Clearance Rack

My box of flowers is planted in the sun

I like the ones best that I rescue

The clearance rack a six pack for $.75

It makes me feel like I’ve won

I plant quite a mixture

This year I’ve separated out one

Amongst the throng to be the odd one out

I spy that dramatic purple pansy

Sitting there amongst the small forest of fuchsias

Or the one deep wine geranium

That sits as the parent presiding

Over all the tiny violas yellow, blue, and orange

I think, "why am I singling out this one?"

Because I feel I have become singular

Or my circumstances or my child’s

That I can no longer stand with the group

I am a flower, but such a different hue

My son is too

And that is the glue

That binds our hearts

As we grow

Planted to stand out

Even though the others are glorious too

We are not like them

We are not like each other

But we are all complimentary together

Making the whole garden

More unique and even more beautiful