Some girls are red roses
Romantic and loving
Bold and red
Some girls are sunflowers
They shining like the sun each time they enter the room
Some girls are carnations
They love the sisters that they have
Some are lilies
Tender, floating and graceful
Some are cherry blossoms
So pretty but only bloom for a couple of days
What kind of flower am I, you ask?
I am a wildflower
Nothing holding me back
I have the fire
Burning inside of me
I am a cage less phoenix
And no trap will trap me
I am the tameless spirit
Of a wildflower
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
Some girls are red roses
Romantic and loving
Bold and red
Some girls are sunflowers
They shining like the sun each time they enter the room
Some girls are carnations
They love the sisters that they have
Some are lilies
Tender, floating and graceful
Some are cherry blossoms
So pretty but only bloom for a couple of days
What kind of flower am I, you ask?
I am a wildflower
Nothing holding me back
I have the fire
Burning inside of me
I am a cage less phoenix
And no trap will trap me
I am the tameless spirit
Of a wildflower
Day 3 of month long poetry prompt challenge
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