I am the daisy.
Growing alone in your garden.
My thin petals reach for your nimble fingers
For the warmth that radiates from you
When your at the garden.
I am the clouds.
Drifting over you as you dream
Watching over your home
And your little daisy
I am the grass.
Cradling you as you run
Shielding you from the mud
I am the flame.
That flickers within your home
I am your heart.
YOU ARE READING
Bloom.
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