When it falls..

Plants are awesome, aren't they? Whether they get rained on or trampled on, it stands it's ground and endures until it blossoms, right? I wish I could be strong like that too. When I think about the past, I'm troubled by my falling tears. Reality is too cruel and too brutal. Where should I go? Even if there's no answer.. if I write, at least I'll feel better. The petals open one by one.. Flowers don't bloom all at once....

..Finding that today leads into tomorrow, makes me hopeful.