green thumb
i am a flower
beautiful and full
i breathe and live and
bathe in the sun
rain or shine,
i'm still here.
still, i remember rough days
when the wrong hands held on to
my roots, spoke false promises of love
and when i wasn't looking ripped me
forcefully from the ground
left me withering,
without a second thought.
and as i laid there fading away,
with the wind, came the right ones.
the hands that picked me up,
took my roots, nourished them
and placed them back where
they belonged.
and with nothing
but their actions
and genuine love,
watched me bloom
into the bigger,
stronger flower
that i am now
beautiful and full
i breathe and live and
bathe in the sun
rain or shine,
i'm still here.
still, i remember rough days
when the wrong hands held on to
my roots, spoke false promises of love
and when i wasn't looking ripped me
forcefully from the ground
left me withering,
without a second thought.
and as i laid there fading away,
with the wind, came the right ones.
the hands that picked me up,
took my roots, nourished them
and placed them back where
they belonged.
and with nothing
but their actions
and genuine love,
watched me bloom
into the bigger,
stronger flower
that i am now
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