Standing In My Flower Crown

Rose McAteer

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Standing in my flower crown

all across the week

Standing in my flower crown

I was once so meek

Standing in my flower crown

I was so alone

Standing in my flower crown

I couldn’t find a way back home

Standing in my flower crown

I sagged and looked askance

Standing in my flower crown

no one asking me to dance

Standing in my flower crown,

the petals flutter and fall

Standing in my flower crown

I think of the people I love, and realize

I miss them all

Standing in my flower crown

the breeze causes leaves and blossoms to sway

fairy lanterns ignite the night

Standing in my flower crown

the party looks so nice

so full of friendly people

good fun and harmless vice

Standing in my flower crown

if I could be whisked away

to anywhere but here

there’s nothing I wouldn’t pay

Standing in my flower crown,

I set my fears aside

standing in my flower crown,

I approached the woods

and step inside

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Posted Sep 29, 2024

This is a poem for days when heavy is the head that wears the crown, even when it is made of flowers.

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