My Flower

There is a place I sometimes visit When the worlds got me feeling low Where my heart can stop pretending and I can let my true self show In a meadow next to nowhere In a place I used to know who's peace helps to ease my heart aches where my special flower grows It's just a simple flower most others just can't see why a tiny little flower means so much to me Sometimes I think that flower is just a map of my own heart with the roads of my emotions leading to each different part the petals are not flashy in fact they almost seem to hide but each holds a world of meaning and shows me how I feel inside To some its just a flower blooming once before it goes for me it holds life's secrets and what my heart wants me to know.