Drooping

I found you in a field of faces,
but you captured my eyes
for I saw the drooping of your petals
the wilted way you sighed so softly
truly hoping someone would notice.

Now I took you to my home
made a vase for you to thrive
never imagined how you would blossom
while I watched and admired.

Only you haven’t wanted to stay
something inside fears the weeds,
which you feel are hidden away
where I haven’t shown you.

That is just your sagging heart
so damaged by so many things,
yet it won’t keep me from
seeing you as my special flower
so much more than I could imagine.

Stay and let me give you the sun,
let me make everyday your spring
because it is okay to bend with the breeze,
feel down when the wind
blows to hard.

Just never forget to me
you’ll always be
all the beauty you are now.