The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnsIiaQY1aQ
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD2BFWOPDmY
I grew where roots must weave alone,103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwslPXLKLN5
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwbDyP3eCcU
no careful touch, no guiding hand,103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6sqGpPPvIQ
my petals shine in golden light—103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdIdrDXMETZ
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsGu93rRA2X
not only found in springtime’s ring.103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEo4TUsyCdZ
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—103Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY75aXcuX3e
untamed, unbound, in their own way.
