Inner adjustment


I'm born with soft petals
but i'm still learning to love
the part of me
that no one claps for-thorns,

who my soul perhaps
to grow and the one
I'm meant to be with for good.

Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2020-02-10 at 11:28

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Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
I admire the brevity, the precision, and the embedded rhyme of "claps" and "perhaps."