The Wildflower’s Way
I did not bloom in gardens neat,156Please respect copyright.PENANAYzVgeYvJkZ
where hands decide what’s bright, what’s sweet.156Please respect copyright.PENANArw8JN3WLwj
I grew where roots must weave alone,156Please respect copyright.PENANAxl15jiw4yj
where rain was fierce, where winds had blown.
And though I stand in untamed land,156Please respect copyright.PENANAj7VkZDXFD7
no careful touch, no guiding hand,156Please respect copyright.PENANAKvpgDOPtjw
my petals shine in golden light—156Please respect copyright.PENANATtsQoxQZnX
proof that I was always right.
For beauty’s not a measured thing,156Please respect copyright.PENANAEXvjCeGgP7
not only found in springtime’s ring.156Please respect copyright.PENANAIBgaEcIccf
It lives where wild hearts choose to stay—156Please respect copyright.PENANAW2dn5J4vI6
untamed, unbound, in their own way.