It Takes But One

The iron watched over them;
it always did

Its cold hard face turned away
feigning disinterest
whilst the crooked wood
stretched out its arms
beseeching

Nearby
tiny flowers delicate
fought against the weeds
which would slowly
strangle them
to death

As they all resigned quietly
one flower turned
and faced the crooked wood
throwing it a smile…

’twas then
it came
to life

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