Flower

Flower

I refuse to be a flower

I will not be plucked

Stem cut 

To be stuck in a vase

And displayed for beauty’s sake

I will be a garden

That blooms wild

In adversity

Clinging to life

A riot of colour

Thorns to protect

And leaves to shadow

I am not petals

And scent 

Or bloom

I am no flower

Words: ©2018LCR
Image: CCO