It Takes A Village
A poem by Linda Williams

It Takes A Village

The wet green ferns glisten in the rain:
A community of ferns,
Growing here beside the path,
Established in their neighborhood.

Not alone, however, for growing
Through, the largest frond
Is a stemmed flower, ready to bloom.

The fern sacrificed a part of herself,
To give this sun-starved flower a chance to live;
Opening a wound at her center,
Allowing the outsider to push through to the light.

Neighboring fronds bend in, sympathetic
To this symbiotic relationship-
Supporting their sister fern
That she might hold her protective position.

About the Author:

Linda Williams has been writing poetry since she was in grade school and got caught passing notes with little Johnny in 4th grade. When the teacher realized they were trading poems, she made them read them out loud and the class loved them.  Linda was “hooked”.  But, it was only since she retired from her career of Marketing, Public Relations and Business Training that she got more serious about her poetry.  She shares with a small weekly writing group and has begun sending out her poetry. 

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