The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,209Please respect copyright.PENANALeQLcNnDIi
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.209Please respect copyright.PENANADKr4FLlpom
I grew where roots must weave alone,209Please respect copyright.PENANA55dyG4K1wX
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,209Please respect copyright.PENANAV51wP1ezgD
no careful touch, no guiding hand,209Please respect copyright.PENANAaDGzuJy27r
my petals shine in golden light—209Please respect copyright.PENANA2rtMiiis0L
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,209Please respect copyright.PENANADJN8hEaXtW
not only found in springtime’s ring.209Please respect copyright.PENANAc9Xtl5myTF
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—209Please respect copyright.PENANAiK9JYOIfLJ
untamed, unbound, in their own way.