The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZxxUCc4r8A
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpd27CDTjDf
I grew where roots must weave alone,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlFDNNiOM7H
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDUs4iJeBX
no careful touch, no guiding hand,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZqtXgbA7RI
my petals shine in golden light—155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSNN6y0yN68
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ069HQCAr7x
not only found in springtime’s ring.155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPMUlMaLN9z
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEqN3x8ZOO6
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
