The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtzfo5qAHbM
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFZxcItFiKc
I grew where roots must weave alone,58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvP0GSJPoU7
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqMT7pYPlxN
no careful touch, no guiding hand,58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLBT9Am64mI
my petals shine in golden light—58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQjY3USZsw2
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOAnHQDXmyD
not only found in springtime’s ring.58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0uQSM72wRe
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—58Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdX3v3Mg9NU
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
