You sit on my window sill
beautiful as u can be
glistening in the sun
with droplets that I can see
your beautiful bright petals
your pointy green thorns
your roots sit deep in the soil
how can I own something so beautiful that I adore?
you begin to wilt,
wither, droop
why oh why did something so beautiful die
- Nim
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