breeze and trees
- nadiah

- Aug 15, 2017
- 1 min read

4:04 PM
that flower in the garden bloomed freely
it cared not about the breeze and the trees
pink and white painted its petals
by an anonymous painter so true
the flower yearns for raindrops
chasing the winds away from its leaves
it mourns over bees that suck its nectar
and dreams to be as tall as the trees
grasses grow beneath the flower's stem
asking to be friends as it's pretty
the flower so naive agrees so foolishly
its petals gone when evening's greedy.









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