I am reposting a poem I posted earlier this year so my readers don’t have to scroll all the way down to see it. I hope you like it.
I climb up the wall, ladder and the hierarchy
I grow, blossom and release heavenly aromas
But no one picks me or even notices me
I don’t want to be a cornerstone the church builders neglected
I don’t want to be a rock on the shore but the sun in the sky
But what can I do or say when I’m always rejected?