I wish you could see how beautiful You really are,
Just because nobody has picked you
Doesn't mean your not beautiful
As a matter of fact,
This means you are the most beautiful
When the other flowers get picked,
They get picked early,
This means that they have not
Completely bloomed
Because you are not picked
This means that you will bloom
Into the most gorgeous flower
Of them all
The years of being left out
And unpicked is only making
You better than all of them
Because you are riper and stronger
When those other flowers get picked
They go into a vase and
Die within a
Week
But not this flower,
This flower has developed
To be an honorary flower
In a bouquet for royalty
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
I wish you could see how beautiful You really are,
Just because nobody has picked you
Doesn't mean your not beautiful
As a matter of fact,
This means you are the most beautiful
When the other flowers get picked,
They get picked early,
This means that they have not
Completely bloomed
Because you are not picked
This means that you will bloom
Into the most gorgeous flower
Of them all
The years of being left out
And unpicked is only making
You better than all of them
Because you are riper and stronger
When those other flowers get picked
They go into a vase and
Die within a
Week
But not this flower,
This flower has developed
To be an honorary flower
In a bouquet for royalty
This was written for you Morgan, sorry I wasn't brave enough to show it to you
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