I Picked a Flower and Saw the Stars

When I lean against my grandma 

On the green couch 

She talks about things that used to be 

 

Does that mean 

When I’m her 

My grandkids won’t understand 

How I picked a flower yesterday

I picked a flower it was yellow

Lots of yellow really some random bush

With lots of yellow

Yes I just found it growing

Up out

Of the

Ground

Will they not understand picking a flower yesterday

Up out of the dirt?


How I looked at the stars yesterday

Yes they’re still there

Probably

We just can’t see them

We used to look up it was like

Someone spilt sugar on mom’s indigo apron

We knew a few 

Constellations

Not the way your teachers make you

Memorize them now

There’s happiness in knowing they’re there

Not knowing

What clique they’re part of

But will you only ever know the stars

From VR headsets and oral reports

Will you never understand

Looking up at the stars last night?


Will I want to stand up

Off the couch and scream

I picked a flower yesterday

I looked at the stars yesterday

Screaming willing

It to be true?


Please make it true.

Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Writing .

Popcorn

VT

13 years old

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