Organic Poet

Organically raised was the seed that was layed and watered to thrive in conditions
No other would be considered organic

For the tainted soil was coiled within her weeds but never suffocated her blossoming. 

She had been quenched of thirst many times before summer so she knew how to survive 
There after she thrived

And as she wilted she held onto her roots 

So she swayed in the breeze while being the allowance of others to breathe

Waiting for her turn to be noticed as her beauty was often overlooked while simply pollinating the birds and the bees

She took ease in shade, drank every bit of rain, till she became of a wild flower whos growth never ends
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Asuncion Avatar
November 30, 2016 at 8:37 PM
Nice one!!!!... Congrats on being featured....
Capitano Avatar
November 8, 2016 at 7:23 AM
Nice metaphor Tiffany and a great way to describe yourself. I will be watching for more organics from you.
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