Touch A Cactus

Stand alone
Strong and braver
Your fear won't show
Don't every waver

Stand ever proud
Smart and sturdy
You should not doubt
Don't ever worry

Prickly, thorny, with just a few flowers
So still, so silent with little power
Beautiful in some ways
Yet avoided by all
Will say nothing most days
Will never fall

Maybe, some day
With a lot of practice
I will be able
To touch a cactus