I found a seed
flowing through wind
and dared to make it mine
I planted it
in rich, soft dirt
and watched it grow in time
It coiled up
through blowing winds
and stretched out one green leaf
A bud in center
with soft petals melted
into red, gold, peach and green
Fully mature
I sat and watched
the flower I had sown
I saw it sway
against the wind
strong in the place it had grown
And then came the day
when it was time to weed
and I worked my fingers raw
There before me
was my flower
standing straight and tall
I peered down
and saw the petals
had spread throughout the ground
The other flowers
that had grown so beautifully
were now being choked and bound
I looked down at my careful study
and shook my head in disbelief
what I’d sheltered and watered and watched and cared for
had been nothing but a weed
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