I stand tall

October 9, 2008
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Swaying in the wind.
On a new Spring day.
With the Bee’s buzzing,
And rain drops sprinkled across the petals.
The petals bright and soft touch.
The scent sweet, luring both insects and humans.
Nothing can bring me down.
Not even the strong wind.
I stand tall and beautiful.
I am a flower.





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