Only if thy knew how unsheltered one is. <br />Sat without Sun, without Water. <br />Surviving on scraps thrown at the Earth. <br />Life has been known to be great, but not here, why? <br />Why is this? <br />Life can be controlled and sometimes not. <br />Choice is waiting.<br /><br />Jeremy Horsford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-timid-flower/
