Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul

I was told an old folk tale

when I was a little girl,

and I still want to believe;

somehow love always wins.

The hummingbird was once a being

and the reason it hovers over

flowers bright and red

is that his one and only love

was prohibited.

The woman he loved so dearly

preferred to be turned into a flower

rather than marry someone she did not love.

and he preferred to become a hummingbird

than continue to live without her.

This is the story my grandmother

told me long ago.

A tale of love so great.

So if you ever see a hummingbird,

floating near a red flower;

pray he finds his true love;

So his anguish will be over.