She turned from ‘Touch-me-not’ into ‘Cactus’
A Poem
She was a sensitive girl But the cruelty of the outside world Made her turn from a Touch me-not-plant into a cactus
She needed thorns To protect herself Looked ordinary but Was like an elf She did it for self-respect and Was not concerned with status She turned from a touch-me-not plant into a cactus
She is stronger now Loving her new form Not afraid of anything anymore Ready to face any storm If anything collides with her, The result would be disastrous She turned from a touch-me-not plant into a cactus
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