A Flower

I am a flower
Smart, tall, and strong
I like to spend my days
Waiting for the rain

Every year they come
The flowers sprout up
They thrive in the Spring rain
And crash in the Fall wind

One year one stayed
A single, pale rose
They fought through the Winter
And sprouted in the snow

Sometimes I look at them
I see their nice smile
And every once in a while
I see them looking back

I am a flower
Smart, tall, and strong
I cant wait for the next day
So I can see them again

Author Notes: I personally really like this story. I used it to court my current boyfriend. If you want to use it, feel free to do so. Any criticism is welcome, nay, invited.

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