Read Between The Lines

~WildFlower~

This young flower is beautiful by nature.

Its mother's exact image.

Throughout this young flower delicate life it will grow into one of two kinds of flowers.

A delicate almond blossom, imbedded with all its mother's knowledge, know-how, and wisdom.

But if this delicate flower is not watched carefully, watered often, or planted by the right seed it will blossom into a wildflower.

Almond Blossom

As beautiful as it is, it will be its very beauty that causes it the most trouble.

The wildflower is a free spirit and without a guide, it will perish where it stands.

It will endure matters it shouldn’t have first-hand and if the lesson was not learned.

The mistake will reoccur.

This once delicate flower will have to go through torn petals and broken stems,

Just to obtain knowledge that should have been given to them as a young bud.

All mothers of a seed wish for the best in their little flower.

But sometimes they don’t succeed in giving it what it needs.

Therefore, the flower has no boundaries

And continues to go from one bee to the next.

Without a care in the world, the flower will never rest.

Until, they are open to things like hatred, bitterness, and distrust.

All mothers never want their flower to see what they have seen

Or do what they have done

But the cards have been dealt and they are no longer young

Once matured they are wild and carefree

A wildflower,

Like their mother used to be.

~Wildflower~

Today's poem is an older spoken-word piece from my Library Of Thoughts. This touches on several different issues such as self-reflection, parenting, and family dynamics. What do you think this poem means? Can you relate? Does it make sense? Share your thoughts in the comment section.

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As Always, Keep Open Ears, Eyes, and Mind, 'Til Next Time!

What We Hide From

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