Oh Flower, Oh Flower

Oh flower, pure , and resplendent, your purple twilight petals are,why don't you agree with your beauty? Is it because you say to yourself, "Those red roses , with their bright color coats of redness , don't look like nothing like me." Oh flower, be grateful and treat your smooth, silky, and dark colored petals with politeness , because they express greatly what you really are. Love yourself , love yourself like the stars that reside above you at night , love their grand ,tenebrous , skies. Oh flower, why must you be so concern because of your differential qualities, that are apart from the red roses who's scent fills up the early morning's , earthly mist? Don't you know that it can stop you from feeling your inner blissfulness ? Stop , oh flower , pulling yourself down, to the dark ground, hiding your magnificent spark. Be , just be, feel your roots and love your outer but also inner self, such as the the near by tree feels about itself and its beautiful , chocolate colored bark. Oh flower  , oh flower , embrace those charming , starry like , lovable, soft, purple petals that you are owner of. Be , just be, like those fluffy , marshmallow resembling clouds, that flow move above you during the light of day.