Within my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered through the village,
Sauntered as soft away!
So unsuspected violets
Within the fields lie low,
Too late for striving fingers
That passed, an hour ago.
One of many on the theme of missed connections and overlooked opportunities–what “unsuspected violets” might we hurry past every day?
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