Cherished

Her beauty was the color of sunshine.
She was displayed for other's enjoyment.
She spent her life hoping she'd be picked and adored.
She watched as those beside her left;
Oh how she wanted the same!
How sad she was to not feel needed
Over time she aged
She worried at first that this would make her less desirable.
One day someone spied her amongst the others and gently picked her up.
She was certain this person made a mistake for the others appeared to be the better choice.
She braced herself waiting to be discarded,
But the person looked at her as if they found a treasure!
Wide-eyed and smiling the person shielded her as they walked to a hill,
marveling along the way at their good fortune.
Confused no more she let herself feel appreciated.
She was kissed and into the wind she blew.
She danced merrily in flight,
Finally understanding she did not need to be adored,
For she knew what it meant to be cherished

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