By M.N.
Farm Stipend Participant

This post is part of our Field Notes series written by survivors of intimate partner abuse. 



A Flower Is A Blessing

When God breathes life into a tiny seed

He counts on you to do the rest

From the moment you plant it in the ground

That tiny seed is blessed

The sun does shine to warm it

The rain falls on it, as well

And when your hand do tend it

The Seed is under nature’s spell

Life peeks out from the earth

Then grows taller every day

And when a tiny bud forms

A flower will soon brighten your day