Friday, December 16, 2011

Flash Fiction 55: 12/16/11: This Morning

I looked over
at a young Christmas Cactus,
in full, glorious December bloom.

Someone I know is separated
from her family just now;
Maybe she would enjoy this little plant.

Yesterday I offered her a time
to join me for baking cookies, next week .
She will be visiting her young son,
for part of Christmas...


Brian Miller said...

nice...i dont know that yours is more tame...i think this is the perfect kinda of wild...the kind that touches other lives...good on you

Other Mary said...

That's what the Christmas spirit is all about. Cheers!

5thsister said...

Here's to reaching out!

Alice Audrey said...

My Christmas cactus isn't even budding. Alas.

TALON said...

This just encompasses the beauty of giving of time and self at this time of year.

Lovely 55!

G-Man said...

What a beautiful thought!
You've captured the Season!
Loved your 55 My Friend.
You are a marvelous writer Izzy, thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Mama Zen said...

My Christmas cactus bloomed in June!

Lydia said...

I love how you worked with the young Christmas Cactus and her young son, and I find a sadness wondering why it is that she is spending only part of Christmas with him. There's a story there, methinks. Sweet of you to bring her cheer, izzy--but then you are that sort of special person. :)