two tiny flowers

we are two little flowers
she and i
we grow beneath the 
same rain
roots planted deep 
in the same soil
we are delicate, 
soft
share our 
sweet fragrance 
to those who take
the time 
to stop.
we take delight in 
b l o o m i n g
rejoicing with 
the other
when the color of 
our petals
glisten with color
beneath the sun's 
praises. 
she will cover me 
with her 
sepals
if rocks are thrown
if vermin try 
to bite
even if her own stem
may get damaged 
along with way
she thinks 
i am worth it.
and i her.
we are two little flowers
content,
joyful,
rest assured
to just be 
two 
blooming flowers
in a field 
of 
weeds.