A surprise, by nature, is an unexpected happening.
We do not know what the future brings.
What wasn’t there the year before
Now warms you to your inner core.
How did it get there? I do not know.
It isn’t something that I sowed.
Was it carried by the wind?Was it dropped by a passing bird?
Maybe a squirrel, but that’s absurd.
No matter how I’m glad it’s there.
In this neighborhood it’s nothing rare.
So I will enjoy it while it’s here.
And hope it returns for a visit next year.
I did not plant any seeds this year and we didn’t have these last year.
arjeha 
I like your list of all the possible ways “it” could have got there. I also like how I want to keep reading to find out what “it” is. They you treated me to a photo! Your writing style is as surprising as the flower! Thanks for sharing!
Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and leaving a comment.
Such a beautiful surprise. And a lovely poem inspired by it.
It was so nice opening the door and seeing it knowing I didn’t plant it.
Lovely to receive such a sweet surprise.Let’s hope it returns next year.
I hope soo, too. But if not, maybe some other surprise will be awaiting us.
He does and they certainly are.
Such a pretty surprise that could have arrived via many routes. Love the bit of science today! 🙂
Around here many things are carried by the wind or birds.
How beautiful! And what a lovely surprise! One of my favorite flowers.
These are the kinds of surprises I like.