Every flower’s reachin’ for the sun,
Every petal opens when the day has just begun,
Even in the city where they grow up through the street,
Every blossom needs the sunshine to makes its life complete.
— Peter, Paul and Mary
Fall flowers — the last fling of color before winter arrives. This makes these yellows and purples even more valued. I enjoyed autumn blooms in the mountains recently, especially knowing that soon snow would fall and these beauties would be gone. The happy colors bloom almost in defiance of the weather, surviving the first light dusting of snow.
Some are bent by fears they cannot see,
And some are touched by love and set free,
A flower’s just a seed when it’s young,
And every flower’s reaching, every flower’s reaching,
Every flower’s reaching for the sun.
Just like flowers, people come in all shapes and grow and reach for the light wherever they are. Some are bent but still beautiful.
This is a lesser-known ditty, but I think you’ll enjoy listening.
Linking up with Image-in-ing, Little Things Thursday, Wednesday Around the World, and Sweet Shot Tuesdays. Also linking up with the song-inspired party, Song-ography, where my song choice is “Every Flower” by Peter, Paul and Mary.