Show them your potential
Bloom where they least
expected you to
Like a wild flower of the
desert
YOU ARE READING
WORDS OF THE INNOCENT
PoetryHere are some collections of my inner voice, Bottled and buried deep down in the depth of my heart, Scribbled down on a piece of paper. . . . She sighs,and look through the window, Waiting for the sun to shine, So she could hide in the world of book...
wild flower
Show them your potential
Bloom where they least
expected you to
Like a wild flower of the
desert