The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT8DZgINVO9
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8a9vdfScTM
I grew where roots must weave alone,156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQPk8lR1B5
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzHlIajUj7p
no careful touch, no guiding hand,156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2jDVqyBru2
my petals shine in golden light—156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ7pv9pExE9
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlIdpsSZwMy
not only found in springtime’s ring.156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4lqXLeetmq
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—156Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjrYK51ThJF
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
