little flower
crushed by rain
we are not the same.
for i have fallen many times
by lesser drops that came.
little petal
bruised by steps
your strength is greater than mine
for once i was bruised by only a kiss
and the longing it left behind.
little roots
dried by drought
you are much more wise
for you know the rain will come back soon
and that the sun must always rise.
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