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Survival of the Fittest

An Original Poem

By Lacy WaltersPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by JJ Thompson on Unsplash

Lonely is the solitary sunflower as it sways in the wind, dancing to an organic tune only she can hear. Her unrelenting persistency

Is bleeding through in her ability to flourish where one normally should not. She turns her face toward the sun. Do you think

A flower made from the rays of a star has the ability to be sad? Her head may be high in the sky but her roots run deep. There’s an ethereal

Place to be found inside the heart of the Earth, something the forsaken sunflower tries not to forget. There was once a moment where a crow

Called her name, “oh my lovely sunflower.” The black bird charmed her, grew close enough to steal her seeds, and left her alone once more. But

Home is where the heart is and her heart resides with the stars in the sky and the roots in the ground.

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About the Creator

Lacy Walters

I'm a space case, which is convenient considering my home is among the stars. I'm a writer-of-all-trades. I always have been and I always will be.

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