☘️☘️☘️
It's wonderful to be
a freshly blooming rose,
seen by everyone's eyes
given special names,
and compared with other
grown blooms.
But...
I'd rather be free from
everyone's attention,
i prefer to grow, to bloom
without much effort,
to sprout amongst the grass,
on some random garden spots,
to persist to exist, to breathe
even among crevices.
I'd rather be a wildflower
unannounced, unmaintained
yet, beautifully unique,
and with much freedom.
Upon me, others may tread,
but, i don't die easily,
i persevere, and then
in due time, i rise again.
sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
MAY 16, 2024
May 17, 2024
May 17, 2024 at 10:08 PM UTC
☘️☘️☘️
It's wonderful to be
a freshly blooming rose,
seen by everyone's eyes
given special names,
and compared with other
grown blooms.
But...
I'd rather be free from
everyone's attention,
i prefer to grow, to bloom
without much effort,
to sprout amongst the grass,
on some random garden spots,
to persist to exist, to breathe
even among crevices.
I'd rather be a wildflower
unannounced, unmaintained
yet, beautifully unique,
and with much freedom.
Upon me, others may tread,
but, i don't die easily,
i persevere, and then
in due time, i rise again.
sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
MAY 16, 2024
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