They are the only ones who accept me. I am the only one who accepts them. Three delicate flowers with similar features like mine. Three who should not fight, but they do fight. Three helpful flowers planted to help me. From our different faces, we don’t look alike, but others say we resemble each other.
Their kindness is bright. They shine through their unselfishness. They travel near, they travel far and leave their pedals everywhere they go and never become impatient. This is how they love.
If presented with adversity, they handle it like a starving lion searching for food, never letting any other flowers feel lonely. Love, love, love they encourage when others are weak. They reassure.
When I am lost and struggling to keep going, when I am weak against strong winds, then I look to these flowers. When I feel nothing is going right in this life. Three who thrive despite the adversity. Three who shine and do not cease to shine. Three who encourage nothing is as bad as it seems.