The Flower
The Flower
Like a flower, remain planted
Don’t let yourself be picked
You’ll either wither
Or be placed in someone’s affection
for a brief minute
Give them enough, but not it all
Save yourself the heartache
Don’t get too involved
Be like the flower
Available in the summer
And gone by the fall
Copyright © Sean Wolff | Year Posted 2018
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