Wild Flower

You are the gifts found in the places you see without looking.
Rise even after being trampled upon.
Grow and flourish my wild flower- in all the places you were told you can’t.
You are meant to be watered not plucked.
 Allowed to grow freely and to be admired from your roots to your pedals. 

You are a wild flower. 

-Liliana Herrera Gutierrez