She Cannot Decay

she was like a delicate daisy picked apart by her petals the wounds inflicted because she chose to settle what she thought was good made her colors fade a vibrant bright white turned brown then grey but as she disappeared into the ground she planted a seed that began to sprout a new growth was born a new chapter a new life her petals reborn into that vibrant white but now she knows what soil keeps her strong and which hands are right and which hands are wrong she’s makes sure she grows roots that are deep so she can’t be uprooted and thrown off her feet she blooms new petals each and everyday the once delicate daisy can no longer decay