Transitioning
I was a sunflower.
Easily mistaken
Easily forgotten
Easily unappreciated
Day by day
wishing to be beautiful
but unaware
of its most powerful aspect:
its strength.
I am an orchid.
Easily swayed
Easily removed
Easily destroyed
Day by day
wishing to be stronger,
but unaware
of its most powerful aspect:
its beauty.
I was a sunflower,
And now I’m an orchid.
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