Friday, March 20, 2015

STANDING ALONE by Chase














STANDING  ALONE

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.


See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals.
As long as I am, I will be.
The flower will never wilt or die.
As my life grows back, I shall become strong.
I shall become only dependent on one.
That one will be me.
I will rise with my petals high.
My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow.
I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.



I will stand as one, but not a lonely soul.
The tears will be far from my smile.














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