Sheltered in a crowded home.
I've never seen a flower
no, not in person.
Me a weed growing all alone.
not knowing whats to come.
or go. No.
Guided by the suns light
I met a marigold
forever young and free
Heart filled with Dedication
I snatched it up
and fled .
Mines and Mines alone
I'd admire it forever
So beautiful
Through earthquakes
and stormy weather
safe in my grasp
Growing stronger
day n day out
surviving on its nectar
Other flowers come and go
but my marigold
is like none other
To have an to hold
a weed and a flower
lost in the desert snow
Alas, a tree I am
a oak mighty and bois
towering above all
I unfurl my leaves
to admire my flower
but she was no more
a fool I am
to love this flower
I new nothing of its worth.
For I'd do miracles
anything for my flower
except leave it in the earth.
