they aren't roses or daffodils, they aren't peonies or daisies.
they are the flowers that grow from within, the flowers you choose to nurture every now and then with love and affection. the flowers you planted when you had your first kiss or read your favourite poem,
when you saw a new face or left an old one,
when you flew across the country to see your loved ones, or left your home.
these are the ones that are so beautiful that when they blossom, the whole world can see their beauty from within.
each petal gives the world a glimpse of the person you are, it carries a story, even more so the ones that are withered and worn.
so the most beautiful flowers are the ones from within, the ones that are assembled in your bouquet of life.
