weary…

…and worn

battled and bruised

but still pink

and it was the light - which caught my eye - because in the end - does it really matter - the shape they’re in - or how they’re - holding up - i don’t think so - i believe whatever - stage a flower - is in, pretty much - like us humans - there is beauty - to be seen - to be appreciated - and something to be - learned from it all

and the sooner - we can get that - lesson or learn - that lesson the - better off we will be - don’tcha think - for too often - we discard those things - which have the - greatest value or worth - as insignificant to us - when in reality - they are the things - from which we can reap - the most benefit - and then can experience…

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happy day.....