Jul 2018
I found a flower today
in a bed of dead soil;
The only flower growing,
defying the harsh weather.
I stroked its petals,
I whispered to it softly;
"I am proud of you
for surviving and being you."
in a bed of dead soil;
The only flower growing,
defying the harsh weather.
I stroked its petals,
I whispered to it softly;
"I am proud of you
for surviving and being you."
