Dear Flower On The Concrete,

Dear flower, You werent wrong when you decided to grow on this concrete, Your destiny wasnt wrong when it wrote your home to be here. Your existence may tell to many wanderers in this city There are hopes everywhere even things are unlikely can happen Like how u survive here. Dear flower on the concrete, Though you've missed spring water at the hill You're lucky to survive somewhere in the crack Not many can do that And you steal all the spotlight The only bloom on the concrete Also, To all eyes who spell my words in mind, No matter who, where and what you're having now, There is beauty in it, clichè is it? But i do know As this flower may wondering why it was there You might questioned yours Too many questions but too little to ponder We forget to be grateful But trust me, You are not in the wrong place Except you refuse to believe. So take care as life is whatever you believe. Sincerly yours, Soul