Flower
You see those flowers?
I got power.
To shine in the heat of the midday sun.
Oh how amazing to spot, and have fun.
Pouring some tea,
You recognize me.
You must not pick,
Or I'll wilt and become sick.
Therefore I grow my thorns,
Or shall I be mourned..
I protect myself from danger,
I don't recognize this stranger.
Positivity radiating off of me,
I share it and spread it, can't you see?
Oh it's amazing to be spotted.
Keep me here before I become rotted.
Leave me to be,
To be a beautiful flower and be free.
To free from the negative thoughts,
I shine bright, quite a lot.
Leave me in the field,
Where I shall be healed.
My view will make you happy,
And make your day less crappy.
Poem by: Shelby Donovan
6/11/23those flowers?
I got power.
To shine in the heat of the midday sun.
Oh how amazing to spot, and have fun.
Pouring some tea,
You recognize me.
You must not pick,
Or I'll wilt and become sick.
Therefore I grow my thorns,
Or shall I be mourned..
I protect myself from danger,
I don't recognize this stranger.
Positivity radiating off of me,
I share it and spread it, can't you see?
Oh it's amazing to be spotted.
Keep me here before I become rotted.
Leave me to be,
To be a beautiful flower and be free.
To free from the negative thoughts,
I shine bright, quite a lot.
Leave me in the field,
Where I shall be healed.
My view will make you happy,
And make your day less crappy.
Poem by: Shelby Donovan
6/11/23
