She is a Hydrangea

rain like teardrops fall

into the maddest storm

hydrangeas stand tall

or perhaps she is crying

somewhat along the dark skies

hydrangeas are grieving

but her heart remained still

through all the time passed

she wont let herself to kneel

for what makes her grow

is the bitter taste of where she sow

strong acid break her veins

but it wouldn't stop her reign

Author's Note

I love hydrangea sooo much..

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Such beautiful flowers, such wondrous words that come to life in the deep colors. One can almost smell the fragrance of this garden of delight.