The flower was planted with the care it needed
The feelings were there to want it to bloom
It was cared for with the love that it deserved
Food, water, love, it was even given room.
Over time something happened that caused neglect
Whether stress or pressures, it wasn’t clear
But the weeds grew up from the lack of attention
And soon it was as if it wasn’t even there.
It was then that someone else found the flower
Seeing the beauty that should have been seen
Taking the time to care for it with such love
Knowing that is was vibrant, refreshing, when clean.
The flower finally had someone who wanted to care
Given the love and attention it could finally shine
Life is like that when we are oppressed by a ghost
Maybe someone will come along to let you know you are fine.