Violets

Under wooden steps
weather beaten and gray,
were shrinking violets
hiding in the shadows;
purple petals so frail
yellow centers all bright-eyed.
They were safe from footsteps.
Tell me, shrinking violets
is there enough room
for me under those stairs?
I, too detest being
stepped upon.

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My Granny's birthday was Sat. She turned 80. Sunday we went to see her (I mentioned that we were going in an earlier post). I always look under the back entrance steps, to see if there a violets growing there. And they never fail to appear...under the steps.