My wish to be with you made me push through the dirt and bloom in all my beauty. I look up and see you everywhere. I see the birds freely flying around, being with you. Alas! My roots keep me grounded preventing me from flying up and touching you. I wish I had sturdy wings rather than these delicate petals, to fly up to you. If this is all I can get, then I’ll spend the rest of my life looking up at you, even if from a distance, i know you are looking at me too.