You bring to mind

the flowers that blossom
so rarely, but
thrive in the desert

Day to day
week to week
they grow,
low to the ground
thorny and unnoticed

but when the rains come

they bloom, grow,
stand tall and proud

a feast of color
vibrant and alive
earth’s dull ochre
covered in a gown of life

so it is when I
see you, being loved
being cherished for the
treasure and gift
that you are

your smile like desert sun
reflecting from a piece of
crystal, blinding and beautiful

you deserve so much more
than you have been given
and the world is better
when you feel joy