Flowers,
Have so many powers,
They captivate,
They cultivate,
Heal and sicken,
Strenghten and weaken,
They are sturdy yet delicate,
beautiful to behold,
The same can be said for some people,
We are all a unique flower,
And are each beautiful in our own way,
We weaken and strengthen each other,
We heal and inflict sickness,
We protect and harm one another,
Yet without all these things,
Life would not be worth the pursuit,
Without trial, we cannot grow,
So remember your life is not decided,
Your story has still yet to bare it's leaves,
It is a seed,
You determine how it grows.
