And they blossomed again, rebuffing how cruel the weather is; They smiled to conceal the ambience with enticing fragrance; But very shortly, the atrocious weather wrecked them up; The petals were shattered; but whispered to blossom again. Marvelling what the blooms and the atrocious weather symbolize, Bloom ~her Atrocities ~demons. A daily challenge given by Poets 786 💚💚 ✍Collab with our prompt #yqpflowerbg #poet786 #yqp786 #collabchallengewithpoet786 #yqpdailychallenge #YourQuoteAndMine
