A Cactus

cactue-with-daisies

Never been very good
at standing in a row
doing what everyone else does.
I’m more a cactus
in a field of daisies
thorns pricking
my flower blooming at night
but my heart’s not
really into being a daisy
so guess I’ll just be
a cactus
as God made me to be.

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