silly little flower

Eve LunaCheerful

Beneath my feet I Stand on my toes.

Like a wildflower The wind tickling my nose

A stem that's fragile But thick as it grows

Silly little flower Thinks she's a rose

But A

stem so bendy

it curls like a Q

"where are my thorns?" I want them to

But silly little wildflower You should just be you

Unforgettable forgetmenot The mark you made true

Eve Luna
SourceLicence:Public domain (author dedication)

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