The withered flower finally blooms.
Blooming after so many tough seasons.
The beautiful flower with charming petals.
Until one day the flower is picked.
Those charming petals fall off and they are thrown away.
And the sun looked down at the flower and said,
"you are too full of everything
that make you whole to ever be loved in halves."
Where flowers bloom, so does hope.
For every flowers lose their petals every year.
And they still stand tall,
wait for better days to come.
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| Image courtesy of April Green |
Like wildflowers,
she must allow herself to grow
in all the places people thought she never would.