Flowers bloom,
It takes time,
Not always perfect,
Each flower that blooms is different,
Different,
Color,
Smell,
Texture,
No matter what,
You can pick out the tiniest flaw,
Nothing is perfect,
When we plant a flower,
We never hope or wish for a perfect flower,
But we wish for it,
To live long,
To have an over powering aroma,
No matter what flower,
We are not mad that it,
Didn't come out right,
We just appreciate the,
Beautiful Little Flower That Has Bloomed,
So why is it different when it comes to people?
WOW!!!!! That is DEEP!!!!! I love your poetry honey....don't ever stop writing okay! I love you so much, we all do!!!! ((((HUGS & KISSES)))) Nana
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