Journal
Dear Flower

You and I came so far,
Things you thought could kill you
Made you strong enough to take more.
Even if your body feels to give up,
You stay, and mentally shut it all down.
O flower– you’re standing despite harsh winds!
Some people plucked you,
They’ve tried to harm you,
Everything, anything they could.
But what they didn’t knew–
You died one day and bloomed
In the another moment once again.
Stronger and stronger,
They couldn’t get to you.
Some get jealous the way you survive.
So the rumors are really true–
You are the new soldier guarding
The others and teaching them to bloom.



