<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556823" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I am your Flower</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">a beautiful flower waved in the wind<br>bent with the breeze.<br>you came along, and, noticed it.<br>stooping down to kneel in the dirt, <br>you examined its petals<br>felt its delicate leaves. <br>you picked the flower, <br>broke its roots, <br>and placed its unchained stem into your clasped hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you carried the flower with you<br>showed it to friends, acquaintances, <br>made everyone take notice <br>of the beauty you found.<br>and strangely enough, <br>this flower did not wilt, <br>but remained strongly vibrant <br>in its glass of water<br>as you carefully attended to it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet as the year continued, <br>you worried and wondered<br>if maybe your choosing of this flower hurt it.<br>was it meant to be connected with the earth? <br>should you have stood and turned away<br>without choosing this flower<br>and picking it up for your own? <br>was your breaking of the stem a mistake? <br>should you have left it? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">these questions filled your mind.<br>yet your flower remained vibrant and strong<br>in her glass of water.<br>confined, no, now free.<br>and freedom brings its own nourishment.<br>nourishment that cannot be found <br>attached to the ground.<br>you chose the flower above the rest, <br>and picked her to be yours. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>will you keep me? <br>you have freed me.<br>my glass of water is refreshing.<br>your hand clasping my stem is enough<br>for me to stay and choose you<br>above the sun, more than the soil, <br>i cannot wilt if you take care of me as you have.<br>for a broken stem and a chosen flower<br>cannot be returned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i must be kept or left to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lors+Dilouley">Lors Dilouley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=556823" data-title="I am your Flower de Lors Dilouley" data-description="a beautiful flower waved in the wind bent with the breeze. you came along, and, noticed it. stooping down to kneel in the dirt, you examined its petals felt its delicate leaves. you picked the flower, broke its roots, and placed its unchained ..."></div> </div> </div>

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