I miss the poetry
I never knew I was a delicate flower
Until you recognized me
I was busy trying to reach for the sun
When you suddenly came my way
I never knew I was precious
Until you whispered to me such words of encouragement
But you shouldn’t have come this way
Nor should you have whispered to my ears
I was fine not knowing
How it felt to be precious
Now I can’t go back to being unseen
You....
You saw me and I was never the same.











