I wonder…

Did this flower reside here longer than I have known?

Answers, I pray tell never to find

For truth leads to withering leaves

But in time, all must grow and and be granted the taste of light

At least once…maybe twice, if by chance.

It is no surprise that you would rise at this time,

When the sun is beginning to shine.

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