I unfurl my arms and reach towards the sun, with everything I have
for
it provides me, in turn, with everything I need.
As my petals grow, they tilt my head
towards
the smiles of passersby, I smile back
and they are smitten!
Praising me, at first
for the the velvety touch of my colors
Then coveting them
Taking souvenirs
Until I am bare, and the sun has hidden itself from me
I am everything they've ever wanted...
but only for a season.
Oct 22, 2020
Oct 22, 2020 at 1:59 PM UTC
I unfurl my arms and reach towards the sun, with everything I have
for
it provides me, in turn, with everything I need.
As my petals grow, they tilt my head
towards
the smiles of passersby, I smile back
and they are smitten!
Praising me, at first
for the the velvety touch of my colors
Then coveting them
Taking souvenirs
Until I am bare, and the sun has hidden itself from me
I am everything they've ever wanted...
but only for a season.
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