Different, by Zvonimir Fras

I’m not a flower, yet I’m beautiful.
I have no water or soil, yet I grow.
The wind tears me, yet I bend and live through.
I’m on the ground, yet I’m above everyone else.
I enjoy daily, what most only dream about.

I am different.

I am me.

7 thoughts on “Different

  1. The photo is really really nice , love it ๐Ÿ™‚
    and poetry ………. hmmmm …… nice poet ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. Ah , yes , this happens but you know ,
    Everything starts from inspiration ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ˜€

    i agree with Jasmina ๐Ÿ™‚

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