Flower

My flower is wilting

It’s petals

Dropping slowly

And though I feed it

With confidence

Reassurance

And hope

The days where

The sun is 

A little less bright

Take a toll

On this little flower

Trying to keep

It’s head upright

This poem is about: 
Me

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