A flower,
Such a simple thing.
No one thinks about how it struggles
Day and night
To bring its beauty into this world.
Most of us don't realize it's there
Until it's gone.
But when you do stop
And take a look at the pure beauty
Of this simple thing
You would realize what you've been missing.
Because when it blooms
Into its true potential
No one will be able to ignore it.
Doesn't this flower
Remind you a bit like you and me?
