Petals get the glory.
Like the power ballad hammering out a love song.
Roots are heavy with symbolism swagger.
A chorus breaks hearts with its nonrhyming.
Stems are lithe and acrobatic.
Cadence is less important with no one listening.
But the story is in the leaves,
the veins, the tissues, the stomata.
The reach and the fall are the same story.
The Word Rummager 
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