It was another day of fluttering around,
with nowhere to go.
I continued to search for the flowers,
Yet all I could find was rain.
There was no joy
Or laughter,
Only sadness with the sounds of water drops
Falling towards the cement.
It felt like years since I saw a flower,
And felt happiness.
The pain continued to last
Until I found myself
With a flower again.
-K.B.
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