I love flowers

for their ability to remind,

to remind me to reorder in a way that is open to the withering;

to understand that it is a sort of transition.

To accept the dullness;

to know it only needs a little cleansing

so as to appear in its purest form.

To seek the sun as the water is poured;

to learn that both are just as necessary.

To be a warm yet vibrant presence in someone’s life;

just as much as they’re in mine.

To grow despite it all;

to simply grow.

To be more than what I’ve been so far;

to be more, to be more.


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