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.
