I stumbled upon an alluring flower today
Not very often, but it was laying on the ground
Upon the ground, silently with still elegrance
Ceasing to be what we love, I couldn't help it
How can it still be there upon the ground
It can't be stepped on, so there I picked it up
the symbol of compassion and care on my hands
It must have been a lucky day
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ICollection of poems to comfort the soul
PoetryIf you are reading this, hello there :) This therapy book has changed my life, and has helped me see things in the brightest way as possible. It has grown me and made a much better person than yesterday, so I believe if writing these little quotes o...
