Petty

Small, pretty ordinary and petty.
She has been through a tough journey,
she got buried, and trashed at times.

The sun gleamed and rain nourished her,
she grew, against all odds and one day she
blossomed into a flower.

It was one another Valentine's day,
but, she was not slaughtered,
she lived, and turned someone’s garden, with her family.

Love is not about plucking; it’s about strengthening the loved ones,
when we, start valuing others, we nourish them,
for making them better,
without suffocating them.