A rose is still a rose...but a Wildflower is forever...
don't ever discount a wildflower or it's beauty
it was made to be distinct and formiddable, to be enjoyed by all
it's color varies, it has a style of it's own
it grows in any season and it it will be back forever more
it is not fickle
nor is it weak
it thrives on what's natural...the rain, the sun, the soil
Even the Bees love its nectar...it is just as sweet any flower
It is not a weed
It grows freely
It lives long
It thrives even in the harshest conditions
It's beautiful
It is vibrant
It has stood the test of time
It may not be a rose, and yet...just as beautiful, just as vibrant...and most importantly...it returns every year.
Wildflowers are special...like any other flower...so treat them as so...
treat them with LOVE!
Let her cry for she's a lady...let her dream, for she's a child...let the rain fall down upon her...she's a free and gentle flower...growing wild.
5 comments:
Beautiful. Especially after the long and heartfelt phone conversation we shared tonight.
Breathe mami, it's deserved.
Nice,i love the flow and the fact that a rose is still a rose
@Don and Tricia - thank you.
Well said, now am I assuming too much that this is speaking on the virutes of independence vs being kept?
dayum Clnmike, i never thought of it that way, but perhaps, yes!
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