The tiny flower

Mon, 11/05/2018 - 22:15 -- alora

There was a tiny flower in a greenhouse

It was the only flower that was different

No other flower looked like it

It got picked on every day because of its color

Thy laughed at its size while they flaunt in theirs

The other flowers where perfect

Tall and pretty with a color all flowers wanted

One day the tiny flower grew and glowed so bright

The tiny flower was no longer tiny but tall, strong and beautiful

The other flowers that bullied the tiny flower shrunk and was crumbled up

All the flowers cried and mourned saying how is this so

The sun then spoke saying I took your true self within and showed it

You were perfect on the outside but truly ugly within yourself

 

 

 

     

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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