The Prickly Pears
Stories, thoughts, and other matters
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I Am A Flower
It's morning now
and I am awake
I stretch and bloom
greeting the sun
I feel the warmth
right on my skin
seeping inside
healing my core
I hear the breeze
nearing the rain
and when it falls
it will be sweet
I am a flower
and you are my water
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