Honeysuckle
As simple as it seems
All life in between
Shines through the canvas
It rays and it beams
To find is to look
To look is to be seen
This is the trouble
This is the hurdle
Built up courage
Ideas freshly planted
In the garden lay fertile
The rain from the storm
The sun follows after
They grow the best
Through life's natural disasters
Search and seek
Be wary the meek
Believe in one's self
The weeds will grow
Crazy though
Ugly at first unbearable
Be patient and wait
Honeysuckles so sweet
Arrive on weeds late
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