A wildflower within the organized flower beds
Considered a weed by the world
Short and punny, uglier than the rest
Then begins to blossom
Opens up to shine her colors and to show the world
No-one doubts her importance in the world
Others that walk by, admire her beauty
Finally showing the world her importance
People never imagined that one strange flower would grow to be something great
Weeds are a matter of opinion
Don't judge a flower before it shows its true colors
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My poems and short stories
PoetryI will be writing poems and posting them here. Most of them will be completely unrelated. They will have different topics, writing styles...Some will just be what I think and some will be school assignments.
