My innocent eyes watches you?
Do you ever noticed?
when I touch you,
did you feel the comfort of my palm?
the perfect refuge for such a
lonesome beauty in your way.
The only colors of the day,
surrounding the family,
While others display some wealth,
Ours are your presence in
our surroundings, making
the whole area love you much.
a perfect experiment,
for a wonderful science lesson,
When I see you scattered,
Torn into a muddy floor,
the nerve of protection dwells,
yet you just smiled at me,
Signalling me your're doing great,
by it, it gives pleasure and
learnings to interested eyes
as the stomata blinks,
there too their future,
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