BECOMING BOUGAINVILLEA

For anyone ready to climb toward the light

I shall become bougainvillea.
Wild and wickedly prickly,
Scrambling skywards,
A beautiful, hot pink muddle of wonder,
Giddy and desirable,
Selective on location,
With a strong preference for a seaview.

I shall thrive in sunshine,
Bloom for the breeze,
And wow in the golden hour.