The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ49jcjqUfh8
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3PGu8tycs1
I grew where roots must weave alone,57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoKQGF5HTkT
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdmzv5b754e
no careful touch, no guiding hand,57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZq8pYzmOdY
my petals shine in golden light—57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLM92aQ5zis
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡunqf1nWoNl
not only found in springtime’s ring.57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCDgnOAJWYm
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—57Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLliAE8IIJX
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
