AFTER THE SNOW
After the snow,
A lonely flower tried to grow.
It rose from the ground,
Fighting to be found.
By a girl with braids in her hair,
Whose faith was in need of repair.
The flower grew and grew,
Waiting for the girl to come through.
To pluck it from its home,
As she continued to roam.
Waiting for her lover,
And a love to rediscover.
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