The Daisy

If I were a flower
I think I’d be a daisy.
Adaptable.
Sturdy.
Tough.
And yet beautiful.
Delicate.
Vunerable.
But optmistically reaching toward the sun.
Winter may come
and cut me down.
Take me down to my roots.
But I will grow again.
I will bloom.
And I would be beautiful.
If I were a daisy.

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