H. B. Anderson Writing

freelance writing and blogging

Sitting on a counter

Sat a vase with different flowers

Not many paid attention

Most went about their hours

Though, hidden among the petals was a secret little verse

That another spy would soon decode

And act on what he’d learned

Some were messages of battle

Some were messages of strife

Each flower told a story

Each code, a different plight

And no one would have thought a thing from that innocent little sight

Though, much the same, we have much to gain

When we observe the little things in life

3 thoughts on ““The Spy’s Flower Vase” A Poem By H. B. Anderson

  1. aguycalledbloke says:

    Nicely versed Hannah 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

    1. hbandersonwriting says:

      Thank you so much!! 😀

      Liked by 2 people

      1. aguycalledbloke says:

        Always a pleasure 🙂

        Liked by 2 people

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