Author Wendy Videlock for my mother They are fleeting. They are fragile. They require little water. They"ll surprise you. They"ll remind you that they aren"t and they are you. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments