Lara Khatchikian
Mar 24, 2018 · 1 min read

I am but a wildflower on a rock

Trembling in the winds of solitude

A flower that weeps alone at night

But wears a smile for you when there is light

I am but a ghost that hovers around

Just a shadow that lags behind

A tender pat on the shoulder

When you are lost in grief

A breath of fresh air

When you’re too tired to breathe

© Lara Khatchikian Photography