Poem -

I am a flower

I am a flower

Because I am a flower

Venerable, and weak,

But strong enough to grow

In all places people never thought

I would,

I am a healing

I live in a day dream,

I am the sunlight,

And in all storms and shadowy days

Packed clouds and rain,

I will fight.

Because I am a flower,

My dear I seek.

My heart burns with passion,

Adventure, desire, desperately wanting more,

Needing love and attention

Needing beauty,

Of all places I’d just like to see.

But don’t dare take me

And tare me apart

My dearest mother earth,

Because I am a flower

Venerable and weak.

Yes, I am a strong believer,

And I see beyond these mountains

And rocks, and scars- there is water,

There is more,

I want to stay forever there,

Because I am a free spirit,

 I am a beautiful flower

Wanting to be set free.

But desperately I held

Onto something

That never existed,

I held onto hope

A dream,

A fantasy

A picture in my head.

There was water yes,

But yet not enough for me.

A chance I took,

Over the rocks and mountains

I grew, thousands of miles,

But I wasn’t strong enough,

I was just venerable and weak,

My pedals dashed and divided

Into a million pieces,

Into the unknown

So I fell and I died.

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Bradford

Hey c a great write on the evolution of the flower or I could see it as a metaphor for my own life as week . Cool poem. Keep them coming .cheers rock 

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