Organic Poet

Organically raised was the seed that was layed and watered to thrive in conditions No other would be considered organic For the tainted soil was coiled within her weeds but never suffocated her blossoming. She had been quenched of thirst many times before summer so she knew how to survive There after she thrived And as she wilted she held onto her roots So she swayed in the breeze while being the allowance of others to breathe Waiting for her turn to be noticed as her beauty was often overlooked while simply pollinating the birds and the bees She took ease in shade, drank every bit of rain, till she became of a wild flower whos growth never ends