Our Flower
Our love was like a flower.
It could grow into something so beautiful.
If not taken for granted.
The flower needs attention.
Needs protection from the weeds.
Those weeds will snuff it out.
Take the very space the flower was to grow.
The flower needs attention.
Water to keep it full of life.
Without the water it dry right up.
And die right before your eyes.
The flower is like us.
We need to take care of our love.
It needs attention to grow.
It can be oh so beautiful.
It won’t do it all alone.
I can’t do it.
Neither can you.
Together though… we can make it all true.
Attention to our love is a small price.
For something so beautiful.
Others may doubt us.
May try to snuff out our love.
Say it isn’t true.
But we know.
We know how deep our roots go.
Help me with the flower.
Let us grow it together.
Together with you.
It will grow forever.
So beautiful too.
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