Each person asks
at least once in a lifetime,
what flower am I?
Am I the tulip?
Opening up just enough to show
my inner beauty
to all?
Am I the rose?
Growing among many others
but still beautiful,
still special,
in my own way?
Am I the daisy?
Is it that no one knows my true being?
Do my white petals only hide
who I truly am?
Is it my sun inside,
that is really me?
Am I the bearded iris?
Manly enough on the outside,
yet still beautiful and sensitive
on the inside?
We are more than one flower,
but not every single one.
We are all a bouquet of
sensitivity...
beauty...
kindness...
We are all flowers,
each one special
and unique.
But what is in your bouquet?
Each one is different...
pick your flowers.
This One Goes Out to All My Harry Potter Fans
13 years ago
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