FlowerA Poem by Mysty RaynI walk through the weeds of my life As far as I can see they cover the field in front of me I will forever walk in weeds, until… I come to a small clearing to find a flower I bend down to take a closer look The smell and beauty consumes me I look behind me at the path I have traveled Flowers, as far as I can see They were there all the time I had never noticed before I always thought they were weeds I want to go back to appreciate each and every one But it’s too late, I have already missed them I look in front of me and I see flowers now covering the field I look forward to smelling each flower along my way -Mysty Rayn
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