Flower Child

We are just faces..different faces.
Faces that feel excitement,pain,pleasure,happiness, and sadness.
We show these feelings through expressions and body language.
As we begin to express ourselves and our feelings, life begins to grow..blossom into something beautiful and astonishing,
that it out beautify s the moon herself.
We are beautiful creatures of the night that dance in the moonlight, and as we feel the cold touch of her hand
caress our cheek we slowly combine into one forming into something magnificent something that stands for love,
something that shows no fear, no anger, no heartache.
We are a rose that blossoms in a meadow of all different colors that'll make you go blind.
We are her children and she our mother, and with her standing by our side we will conquer all.