They say that people are like flowers.
Fragile and delicate,
Yet remarkable in their beauty.
They live for the sunshine as we live for the light,
Dependent upon the rain that falls from the clouds to nurture them.
In this way, people are like flowers.
We are dependent upon one another,
To help each other grow,
To help each other flourish,
To nurture one another as we share the gifts we have been given.
We are the clouds that produce the rain,
We shine as bright as the rays of sun in the lives of those who show us love.
People are like flowers,
Delicate in every sense.