Young one, you come in many forms, and yet are always perennial by nature.
Flowers, grasses, ivy, potted plants – all together this one essential element.
Lush, colorful palette for our eyes you create,
And your sweet smells caress our senses.
Just as a rose, you are a constant surprise,
Your sensitivity and beauty masks a determined will to survive.
Just as ivy, you wrap around your nearest support,
In very twist and turn you thrive and grow.
Each petal and leaf you offer forth,
Seeking admiration and attention is the language you speak.
We feed and protect you like a fragile whisper in the wind,
And yet no axe can stop your unbeatable spirit for life.
You strive to reach the top of success and fame,
Any pressure simply absorbed, like the grass beneath our feet.
P/s: ..song of the poison ivy.
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