The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLGyUH6dmVg
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV5pKrwvOLV
I grew where roots must weave alone,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUWEfPeX8e2
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2wD7ofqGt4
no careful touch, no guiding hand,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDu8b6hCuQj
my petals shine in golden light—170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpJFWm6N4kD
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAMUzfVmcul
not only found in springtime’s ring.170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2E8QUZGrFa
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—170Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxOROW1kL2n
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
