Flowers- a poem
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a poem about my always-changing self esteem

Flowers- a poem

by bluehairedtrashcan

the universe is our garden and we, are the tulips the daisies, the roses the grass and the meadows and on the days i felt like i was nothing more than a weed

you made me think that i was the prettiest flower that ever could be

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a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil Thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback, it's people like you and your helpful comments that motivate me to keep on writing. :-)

bernardtwindwilGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This is a beautiful. Self esteem is a difficult subject. If you show too much you are stuck-up, self absorbed or narcissistic. Too little and you are a wallflower, a shrinking violet, or anti-social. To have a friend who sees your beauty and tells you about what they see is a precious gift. Your gift is describing that friendship with picture and verse.

sydneyverifiedco-creator of Commaful
a year agoReply
awww this is really cute :)

a year agoReply
awww. there is no such thing as a weed