When I grow up

/ Five Foot Nomad

thunbergiaalba

when I grow up to

be a blush flower

i’ll bud like

the black-eyed susan,

i’ll sway with the soft wind

“as she reminds me to

thrive or wither away.”

 

Picture: Unknown

Inspiration: thoughts in an altered state of mind…

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