The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0ep4qENZ2m
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡImDDx6XyPh
I grew where roots must weave alone,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq3BLE8mO9a
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQY1fS6rdWH
no careful touch, no guiding hand,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2sdfXwFKJ8
my petals shine in golden light—83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4kEa97Dh3o
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7U2vYD1kYu
not only found in springtime’s ring.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYHJkOikdg8
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzEQjBUjxLZ
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
