I planted

Just at the right time 

Late spring 

A tuber

I waited

It sprouted

Right through the soil

Right on schedule 

Green leaves

I waited

It grew

Taller, branching out

Just as predicted

More green

I waited

It thrived

Basking in the sunshine 

Blooming time approaching 

No buds

I waited

It continued 

Growing in good soil, drinking pure water

Doing what dahlias are created to do with

No flower

No bud

No hope?

Yet, I waited

Then

It budded 

Round, smooth swelling

In anticipation of

A flower 

I waited

I waited

I waited some more

Then

Behind schedule… My schedule?

It bloomed

A single yellow pinwheel of petals

Right on time, the Creator’s time

A gift

Today’s gift. Worth the wait.