Tiny acts of kindness

The sign says they are potatoes --
these lovely rows of pale pink flowers
that sparkle like faerie tu-tus
on a dark green stage
and color the world
from my feet to the horizon
with a profusion of peachy blossoms.

I don't understand.
If the fruit is in the root, why even HAVE a flower?
And why would you add
this developing fruit at the center,
and wrap it in a gold frame?

So much beauty, so much of it unseen --
a million tiny beautiful acts of kindness;
a model for us all.


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