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There once was a flower It bloomed It had natural beauty
It was admired by all Then the season started to change And the flower ended its bloom
All the attention It was gone It was fall
Darkness grew its wings To reach us all Nature withered So did the flower
It tried to stand tall But unable to deny nature’s call It had to abide by its law
Suddenly it was even darker The flower seemed small Nobody saw it’s fall
It started yearning for more The attention given to it before It could not believe what it saw
Learned a lesson it had First of many, sad But it did not dare call it bad
The attention and love given Were ego-driven It had not really delivered
The sense of meaning and importance The flower yearned for It was instead, fleeting
While it was sleeping Although it took some weeping The flower grew strong
Then once again Nature returned to our old friend Cautious was its approach
And who would have guessed I have to stress All returned and caressed its neck
But this time The flower knew best It greeted the attention But knew it was a test
So when they all left After fall came and went The flower had a more peaceful rest
Knowing that they all will return When the time is ripe And it’s gathered all of its might While the flower is just living its life
Ian Altosaar
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