Come closer,  a strong flower 

feel your thorns against my skin, 

fragile touch to the strong winds, 

reach for your strength in each touch, 

such grace with each deadly look. 

Crazy to think only years ago, 

you were a weed among all, 

Instead, look how you've grown 

Treaded on, cut down, strong rains plus cold. 

I look at you and wonder 

How could anyone ever know? 

The way they plucked you, 

made daisy chains for their hair, 

ripped you apart distracted by each act,

In a vase for display weeping each day, 

pain creeping up your back. 

It brought you pain, 

You couldn't help but let it all, 

for just one more smile.