Healing Things

Heal your mother wound

Be bold, blossom and bloom

Get over your own scorn

Transcend and mourn

Revive and be more

Heal your father scars

So they don’t become prison bars

It’s easy to blame

But much more fulfilling to aim

For a better version

Of what you should actually believe

The life you are entitled to live

Story of a Flower

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What is a flower

start from a bud

from a tiny little seed

that grows when you feed

no need for greed

a simple flower flourished

cared, watered, nourished

the pedals feathered

multicolored weathered

storms, rains, winds, and hail

the tiny plant prevail

from a seed, bud, plant, flower

photosynthesis bloom