Chrysanthemum
- Marin Herold
- Jan 4, 2019
- 1 min read
Who do you want to be, dear Chrysanthemum?
You feel like one of many, a face in the crowd.
You long to break free from the pack
Like the wildflowers.
I will keep your secret, mums the word.
Take root & take care.
Cling to the promise of tomorrow.
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