Flower Child

Precious bud, looking for an identity

Full of mystery, oh precious bud

Under the ground, you expand

But the world is waiting on you

Stuck between two worlds

Looking to pave your own way

Plant your root firmly as you grow

Peek out your stem slowly to glow

The world is not as scary as it seems

Attracting attention all around like rose petals

Let the bee swarm surround you

Hidden inside is your sweeter side

Show your hidden colors

Reveal the beauty within

Slowly but surely, you’ll evolve

From a seed to a flower you grow

Bloom flower child, bloom

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  1. […] have met a flower child. A precious black rose. Her beauty offers […]

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