A flower Saw a flower which was drying, its colour was dull and petals seemed like having wrinkled veins. Yet the smell was beautiful even while it was dying, thought if I could water it to make it fresh and lively again. But I knew no one can do anything, so decided to grow new ones and regrow the only one which I can. #flowerpoem #regrowing #selflove #selfhealing #ATflowerbg #aestheticthoughts #yqbaba #grishmapoetry Collaborating with Aesthetic Thoughts