Flowers

My prayer, my sisters 

Protection regardless of our own plans
Our story’s not finished yet

May eyes filled with light
Hook and tether our hearts 
And we will see who we are 

All This

We have facets where we didn’t
They’re still smooth and how they glow
And our minds are far more cunning
We know when to run the show

These our words speak how life’s awesome
And often less with modern slang
Will you gently step forth knowing
On your years your virtues hang?
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