Wildflower

Wildflower

A Poem by Miss Habit

A windblown seed,
resilient weed,
wildflower freed,
no conceding to the heat of the sun,
or the crushing weight of anyone,
fueled by morning dew,
sprinkles of pain and tears like rain,
encourage the unheeded growth,
a blossom rarely seen,
a scent seldom sniffed,
the beauty never picked,
a resilient weed,
wildflower,
me.

© 2020 Miss Habit


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Added on November 18, 2020
Last Updated on November 18, 2020
Tags: Resilience, Wildflower, Poetry, Perspective

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Miss Habit
Miss Habit

Repression Exhaled, AZ



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I am a mother. I am an artist, in every sense of the word. I have been writing since I could hold a crayon. I LOVE words. I also paint, draw, write, design, take pictures, crochet, sew, cook, b.. more..

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A Poem by Miss Habit