Some don’t fit the norm
Expectations run deep;
Thinking all should look exactly the same
Full of petals // one upon another
But what of the ones who don’t fit that form
With petals fragile and few // spread open wide
Some mutations occur without warning
Does it make them of less value or less beauty?
No // beauty doesn’t come in just one size and shape
Uniqueness brings a beauty all its own
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Roth Poetry 