TBT: Poem, Wasted Beauty

Wasted Beauty

In a soft field of grass an elegant flower blooms tall and proud.

Drinking peacefully of the rain from a smooth white cloud.

The sun warms its’ beautiful petals all day until night.

Perfect the flower seems standing in the beautiful light.

Unseen to the world the flower goes unappreciated.

Its’ worth despite its’ potential is completely decimated.

The flower remains forever hidden from the worlds view.

For a flower forever unseen holds no value.

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