Uncertain

Is there anything

that is inherently

beautiful

all by itself?

Or do all the

beautiful

things

wrap themselves

in

thorns

to guard

from being crushed

by overzealous ardor?

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Flower Gardens

“Please don’t ask me how I’m doing,
I’m feeling fragile
and need
a little
space.”

That’s okay, I will mind my own garden
today.

But please remember that I’m
just on the other side
of this broken
fence,

And when you’re ready, I will
be there to admire the
flowers growing in
yours.