A Flower, Bloomed

A flower, it blooms

A blossom nobody has ever seen

And it hides

The blossom hides

Afraid it isn’t good enough

It’s beauty is not enough, it thinks

No beauty can measure up to the rose

Or the lily

Or the cosmo

So the blossom stayed hidden

It hid for so long, it’s beauty began to fade

And each petal fell

Away from what it was

To what the world had made it