August 3, 2015 - 20:29
Clear skies ahead
Visibility for miles
In every direction
I am open
Clouds may come
Rain might fall
Clouds will go
I'll still be standing where you left me last
What's meant to be will happen
Flowers grow all the time
Some get photographed, picked, and cherished
Some shrivel and die and are blown away
There will be more clear skies
More clouds and rain
More flowers, many flowers
But only one sun, one moon
There is no moon without the sun
There are no flowers without the sun
Even if you are my moon
I am not your son
It takes rain to make a rainbow
The skies will open up again
From uncharted territory to the depths of my soul
I've grown from where you last left me
But you have to be
More than a flower
To recognize
I am not just a flower
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