I picked you from a field of weeds
My vibrant wild flower
Thinking that I was in charge
Of the choice I was making
Fallacy of this fantasy
A puppet dangling on the strings
In the hands of the Universe
Not a milquetoast
To be dominated and controlled
A unique magnificence
With the strength of an oak
You amaze me
Debbie Gravett © 2019.10.04
FOWC: Milquetoast
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