Stuck In The Soil

Wherever there is the light,

The flowers will find it

The roots binding through wet soil, stuck yet ever growing

The leaves ache to be touched by the joyous rays of the sun

"Tomorrow...” the flower pleads to the dreary sky, drooping leaves begging to be shone an ounce of kindness

Up comes the sun along with the brightest flower you have ever laid eyes on,

Your feet are not rooted in that soil as you take in the beauty of the budding flower.

Wherever there is the light,

The flowers will find it

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