I left my Azalea bush for two nights 

It went unwatered only that long 

And when I came home all of its petals looked like soggy paper 

Downcast and limp

Wilted 

Do not tell me that God did not make some of us to need water every day

And some to only need it once a month

Our root systems are different you know

And your hard exterior does not make you better prettier or stronger 

Some plants need no sun

Some need full sun and moist soil everyday 

It was his plan you know to make everyone different 

And I beg your pardon but

Who told you it was okay for you to tell a plant you plan on making it stronger and better by starving it of all of the gentleness softness and sweetness that can make it live 

I wilt without full sun And moist roots

And I have spent too long being ashamed