Flowers

This poem explores how nature holds more then humans

Flowers have taught me more than any human could

That sometimes we need to hide before we can bloom

That dropping a couple petals makes room for true beauty

The wrong soil means we cant grow

Everyone has a different colour, a different shape no petal is the same

Trees often block the sun

We all have thorns

And that's okay

We will be stripped of out petals

There's always another blossom coming

We need to grow before we can bloom

We can be moved, hurt, ripped,

We are always beautiful

Flowers show me that beauty is always there